"MD!! That's my ideal type. Isn't this a dream?" Bai Su pinched his face, as if it hurt a little.
"My ideal type actually talked to me, and he is still my boyfriend." It's good to have such a dream.
"I feel so happy, I can have such long dreams every day."
"No, I want to inspire myself to become a star." Such a handsome ideal type cannot be flirted with by others.
Bai Su fell in love with her male god in various dreams. She said she was so happy.