My type!

"So, you are saying that before you could apologise, the girl was gone from there?" An Qinyan concluded after hearing his story. 

Gu Shangyan nodded his head. 

"Was the girl really that ugly?" Lu Xuan asked. 

Gu Shangyan glared at him. "No one is ugly. It's in our eyes if we find a person ugly or beautiful."

"Whatever, I like girly girls, "Lu Xuan shrugged. "Ouch. Ouch. Mom. Don't twist my ears."

"My dear son, there is only one category and it is a girl. It doesn't matter what they wear or behave like. All kinds of girls respect equal respect, "An Qinyan gave him a very important life lesson. 

"I'm not saying that mom. I'm just telling you about my type, "Lu Xuan groaned.

"And what's that?" An Qinyan crossed her arms over her chest. She knew that it was the age where children got involved in romance. Especially these boys who easily get muddled up by the concept of romance.