The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Although this "Aunt Flo" issue was difficult to explain, Wu Xinyu couldn't withstand Zhang Yuze's intense, knowledge-seeking gaze, and awkwardly explained to him, "This, 'Aunt Flo' is that thing that girls get every month."

"Uh, gets that?" Zhang Yuze chuckled inwardly, but on the surface, he still displayed the spirit of getting to the bottom of things with Wu Xinyu.

"It's, uh! That! That! Thing!" Wu Xinyu felt really annoyed. She didn't know why this person was so bored, asking about such a girl's issue in such detail. He was even more long-winded than Tang Sanzang.

"Oh! I understand now." Zhang Yuze said "Oh!" and nodded, looking at Wu Xinyu with a meaningful nod.

Now it was Wu Xinyu's turn to feel puzzled. She had been so vague, but Zhang Yuze actually understood. Turning back to look at Zhang Yuze's extremely wretched expression, she immediately knew that she had been played by this guy.

Wu Xinyu was very annoyed, and heavily used her Five Finger Mountain, pinching Zhang Yuze's thigh hard, causing Zhang Yuze to let out a pig-slaughtering howl. Looking at Zhang Yuze's feigned painful appearance, although Wu Xinyu knew that Zhang Yuze was pretending, she still glared at Zhang Yuze with satisfaction and said, "See if you dare to bully me again."

"Hehe!" Zhang Yuze scratched his head somewhat guiltily, not daring to retort.

After a while, Wu Xinyu suddenly turned back very curiously, looking at Zhang Yuze and asking, "You just said there was a second question, what is it?"

"This, shouldn't you just not know?" Zhang Yuze looked at Wu Xinyu somewhat embarrassedly.

But the more Zhang Yuze said this, the more interested Wu Xinyu became, and she said with a straight face, "Tell me, I want to know."

"This… This… It's you who told me to say it! If I say something wrong, don't blame me." Zhang Yuze glanced at Wu Xinyu, and said very nervously.

"Mn!" Wu Xinyu looked at Zhang Yuze with a stern face and an unkind expression.

"This… This… I just wanted to ask you, your chest looks like it's not very big, is it flat inside?" As Zhang Yuze spoke, he glanced at Wu Xinyu's chest.

"What… You actually dare to say my chest is flat… Do you want me to show you?" Wu Xinyu completely lost it this time.

"Okay! Okay! Here? I don't mind." Zhang Yuze nodded busily at Wu Xinyu.

"Go to hell!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Wu Xinyu picked up the books on the table viciously, throwing them all at Zhang Yuze.

After finishing the Marxism-Leninism class, Zhang Yuze felt physically and mentally exhausted from listening to the heavenly-book-like language. His spirit was greatly devastated. Just as he was thinking about whether to go back to the dormitory to sleep and recuperate, suddenly, his phone rang urgently.

Zhang Yuze was stunned, picked up his phone, and found that it was Li Yunpeng calling.

After answering the phone and listening to Li Yunpeng's words, Zhang Yuze's expression changed.