"I don't remember," Summer Ford genuinely couldn't recall what he was referring to.
"No worries, I'll personally remind you tonight! Let's go out for dinner first!" Ethan Laurent curled his lips into a playful smile and added, "I like you in the blue one you wore last time."
"Which one?" Summer Ford was stunned; she had quite a few sea-blue dresses.
"The one from Nocturne last time." Ethan paused and then casually added, "Actually, as long as it's not the black one."
To Ethan Laurent, there are only two types of outfits: those worn outside and those worn just for him.
The ones just for him, style and design don't really matter, but the ones worn outside shouldn't be too revealing.
"Got it, I'm heading out now." Summer Ford was speechless, and with a swift press of her fingertip, she hung up.
Unlike many girls, who take ages to get ready before leaving.
She only took a few minutes to change upstairs and come down.
