The Secret to Picking Up Girls

"Stand straight, don't bend your back!" Zhang Yuze said, unceremoniously placing his hand on the MM's waist and gently patting it.

The MM's face flushed slightly, but she didn't dare say anything, trying her best to maintain a calm expression and look straight ahead.

Zhang Yuze was quite satisfied with this MM's reaction.

"Captain, I'm done," Yang Le said, running back breathlessly, her beautiful big eyes glaring at Zhang Yuze.

Seeing Yang Le looking at him with a seemingly unconvinced expression, Zhang Yuze looked at her with a smile that wasn't quite a smile and said, "What's wrong? Unhappy? Still want to run? You seem to have energy to spare! Very good! It seems that Comrade Yang's physical fitness is not bad, she should be a role model for our class!"

Yang Le "..."

She was almost driven mad. What did he mean by 'not bad'? One lap around the playground was 500 meters, and she was only able to persevere because of her unwillingness to admit defeat. Now, this guy actually wanted her to run again. This was simply too bullying, with no pity for the fairer sex or gentlemanly demeanor. Was he even a man? Yang Le was about to retort sarcastically, but then she thought, 'Could this guy be trying to find an excuse to mess with me again?' A clever thought flashed in her mind, and she secretly thought, 'How dangerous! I almost fell for this guy's trick again.' Realizing that she had seen through this guy's conspiracy, Yang Le couldn't help but feel very proud of herself. She shut her mouth and stopped talking, looking like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.

Zhang Yuze was somewhat surprised to see that Yang Le hadn't fallen for it, and couldn't help but feel a little bored. He didn't say anything more, but solemnly said, "Return to the team!"

Taking advantage of Zhang Yuze turning his head away, Yang Le discontentedly twitched her nose at him, feeling extremely pleased in her heart: 'Old lady, I didn't give you an excuse to find fault, now it's your turn to be unhappy! Haha!'

Looking at the dozens of MMs who were all sweating, Zhang Yuze couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He said, "Rest for ten minutes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yuze suddenly felt the surrounding temperature drop by dozens of degrees. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. It seemed that the suppressed anger in these MMs' hearts was about to erupt.

Zhang Yuze sat on the grass to cool off. After standing for so long, his shoulders were starting to ache. (Sweat! What kind of physical fitness is this?) Just as he was massaging his shoulders, a sweet voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Captain, let me help you!"

Then, a pair of warm little hands began to knead Zhang Yuze's shoulders. The strength was extremely skillful, it was really wonderful. It was a pity that this MM didn't go professional, otherwise she could really make a lot of money.

Zhang Yuze gently turned his head and saw that it was Zhuo Yubin, the class's publicity committee member. Although she couldn't be considered very beautiful, and her whole person seemed to have some baby fat, you definitely couldn't say she was fat. Maybe it was because she was still young! Her snow-white little face looked chubby, but it was very cute, with a bit of a "kawaii" feel.

A faint virgin fragrance wafted into Zhang Yuze's nose, making him feel extremely comfortable. He couldn't help but lie down, resting his head on Zhuo Yubin's round and full thighs.