The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Looking at Zhang Yuzhe standing in front of her, Zheng Jie's eyes widened, a feeling of disbelief washing over her. She never imagined that Zhang Yuzhe would actually appear before her; was this just a dream?

“Yu Zhe, you…” Zheng Jie stared blankly at Zhang Yuzhe.

“Didn’t you say just now that as long as I came back, you would let me do whatever I wanted?” Zhang Yuzhe said to Zheng Jie with a grin.

“Uh… What are you talking about? I have no idea.” Zheng Jie’s face flushed red upon hearing this.

“Hehe!” Zhang Yuzhe pulled Zheng Jie into his arms. Looking at Zheng Jie, who was burying her face in his chest out of shyness, Zhang Yuzhe couldn't help but feel a stirring, wanting to do something more. But thinking about the serious business he had to attend to later that night, Zhang Yuzhe gave up on the idea.

“Look what this is?” Zhang Yuzhe took out the "Qi Spirit Grass" at that moment.

Seeing the "Qi Spirit Grass" in Zhang Yuzhe's hand, Zheng Jie's heart was filled with joy. She looked at Zhang Yuzhe and said, “You… you really brought it back.”

Zhang Yuzhe smiled and nodded, then said, “Although I went through life and death this time, and almost died several times, fortunately, I lived up to my mission and finally picked it.”

Upon hearing this, Zheng Jie happily snatched the "Qi Spirit Grass" from Zhang Yuzhe's hand, holding it tightly. Thinking about how dangerous Zhang Yuzhe had described it, Zheng Jie didn't doubt it. After all, such a high Cliff of絶 Dragon, without a safety rope, was unimaginable. Moreover, Zhang Yuzhe insisted on bringing back the "Qi Spirit Grass" she needed even under such circumstances. The affection contained within was self-evident.

Zhang Yuzhe was exaggerating to the extreme, but he didn't expect that he would really move Zheng Jie to tears. If Zhang Yuzhe's roommates knew about this, they would definitely骂 him for being too shameless.

Zheng Jie was truly touched by Zhang Yuzhe and proactively offered a fragrant kiss, entangling passionately with Zhang Yuzhe. Zhang Yuzhe was immediately flattered, and of course, he accepted such a gift without hesitation.

An hour later, the two finally stopped, both panting slightly. This made Zhang Yuzhe couldn't help but mock himself for whether he was getting old. It seemed like he had seen a news report about two middle school students who had passionately kissed for more than an hour at a bus stop, completely oblivious to others. That kind of combat power was really the new waves pushing the old waves!

Looking at Zheng Jie gazing at him with such affectionate eyes, Zhang Yuzhe knew in his heart that this flower also belonged to him, and it just depended on when he would pick it.

“Yu Zhe, do you like me?” Zheng Jie leaned in Zhang Yuzhe's arms, her bright big eyes staring straight at Zhang Yuzhe's face, asking him quietly.

Zhang Yuzhe hugged Zheng Jie's soft body tightly, stroking her dark hair, his expression extremely serious, and said to her solemnly, “Jie… actually, the first time I saw you, I deeply fell in love with you. Especially your beautiful big eyes, they are deeply engraved in my heart… (The following 10,000 words are omitted), so you and I are destined to be together in this life.”