The man raised his handsome brows with a hint of curiosity.
"Interested in my blood type?"
"I just heard the doctor say you donated blood to Chenxi, and it sounds like both of you have a very rare blood type?"
Yan Xinxin blinked her starry eyes lightly, her heartbeat inexplicably quickened.
Mo Chuxi looked at her, his pale lips moved indifferently.
"RHAB."
Upon hearing his response, Yan Xinxin widened her watery eyes in shock.
"You're also RHAB?!"
"What? Can't I be?"
"But when I mentioned last time that Xi had this blood type, why didn't you react at all?"
Yan Xinxin asked, confused.
Mo Chuxi, however, looked at her calmly.
"What kind of reaction do you think I should have? Like you? 'Wow! Our blood types are the same! How amazing!' Something like that?"
"..."
Listening to the man's words, half teasing and half playful, Yan Xinxin suddenly felt a sense of being toyed with.
"Mo Chuxi, am I really as dumb as you describe?"
"You're dumber than I described."
"You…"
