"I don't know." He looked at the screen and eyed up the various hot actors for a few moments, trying to focus but the gentle strokes to his hair were making him drift into a nice, cottony headspace that he just wanted to stay in. Unfortunately, the question had been asked and so he couldn't fully disengage. He did that sometimes, left his own body. He hadn't done it with Xue Yang. He didn't want to do it with him either. Seemed dangerous.

"I like dark hair and dark eyes." Meng Yao confessed as he looked at the men. "I suppose I like the ... I imagine that's the evil one. I like how he styled."