Yvonne Finley naturally noticed the strange stares from the other three. She glanced back at Caleb Baker, who was still smiling, a playful ripple at the corner of his mouth, unabashedly exuding charm due to his attractive appearance.
She pursed her lips.
And there was also Olivia Clark.
She didn't want to spread their relationship around, always striving to avoid unnecessary troubles. Yvonne was well aware that Caleb Baker was just playfully teasing her with his slightly malicious humor.
However, the expressions of the other three were indeed thought-provoking...
Yvonne glanced at him softly, without haste, and said, "Yes."
Caleb raised his eyebrows, as his disheveled hair from leaving her dorm gave him a carefree look, enhancing his reckless charm. He feigned regret, "What a pity."
As his words fell, his lips curled up, and his low, magnetic chuckle seemed to touch one's melting point, "Sister, you just so happen to be my ideal type."
Yvonne: "…" Stop fooling around.
