"I hate to break it to you, little one, but you definitely have a type," chuckled Wang Chao, and I started to curse again, remembering that now he was back to 'normal'; he was reading my mind a lot more.
I stuck out my tongue and refused to say anything else.
Bin An Sha looked up between me and Wang Chao before turning his attention back to me. "Would you care to explain?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. His angular face fought back a smile as some strands of black hair fell forward, obscuring his light brown eyes. There was a scar that ran down the left side of his face, but it didn't detract from his beauty, more like emphasized it.
"Nope," I replied, dropping my gaze to his scar-filled hands. It was clear that he was more than just a doctor. Well, unless he was a shitty doctor that managed to cut himself instead of his patients, however, I just couldn't see that.
