In the house at Oak Manor, Ji Xiaoxi sat on the floor leaning against the sofa, her heart beating a bit wildly.
Though she didn't care about things like first kisses or first nights, thinking back now, Ji Xiaoxi surprisingly felt a sense of "luckily, it was him" gratitude.
When it came to what kind of boyfriend to find, her father used to often tease her when he was alive, and she had seriously thought about it.
Ji Xiaoxi liked sunny, clean, and refreshing boys.
But more specifically, where the boy worked, what he did, how much money he made monthly, whether he had a house or a car, Ji Xiaoxi had completely never thought about.
She just felt that as long as the two of them were happy together, that would be fine.
When they felt like staying close, they would watch a movie, go shopping, or snuggle together watching TV and chatting, then, when the feeling was natural, whatever was meant to happen would happen.
