The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Zhang Yuze knew that things were a little tricky. It seemed that the family regarded him and Zheng Jie as a young couple. But Zhang Yuze had no choice at this time. After thinking about it, he smiled and said to Zheng Jie, "Senior, don't worry, I don't mind sharing a room with you."

Zheng Jie didn't expect Zhang Yuze to say such a thing. She was immediately furious and kicked Zhang Yuze.

"Go to hell."

"Yuze, can you help me find some hot water? I want to wash up." Zheng Jie said, her face blushing, looking a little embarrassed.

Zhang Yuze didn't expect Zheng Jie to make such a request. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly: This woman is just troublesome.

"Senior, haven't you already washed? Why are you washing again?" Zhang Yuze looked at Zheng Jie weakly.

"After walking so much, I've sweated so much. How can I sleep without washing?" Zheng Jie rolled her eyes at Zhang Yuze and said as a matter of course.

Helpless, Zhang Yuze still helped Zheng Jie boil a pot of water.

Seeing a trace of fatigue on Zhang Yuze's face, Zheng Jie remembered that he had followed her to so many places, all for her sake, and a trace of gratitude appeared on her face.

Seeing Zhang Yuze still standing at the door, Zheng Jie's face suddenly turned stern, and she said angrily, "What are you still standing there for? Get out."

Seeing that Zheng Jie was annoyed, Zhang Yuze smiled and looked at her and said, "Senior, you said I've already seen it, so it doesn't matter if I see it again, right!" Before Zheng Jie could react, Zhang Yuze immediately turned around and ran away.

Zheng Jie was stunned for a moment before she realized it, and said fiercely to Zhang Yuze, "Zhang Yuze, come back here, see if I can spare you."

Although Zhang Yuze was glib, he still found a blanket in the room and came outside. He put two chairs together and leaned back to back to squint. Although sleeping like this was very uncomfortable, Zhang Yuze had no choice but to make do with it outside.

Although Zhang Yuze's physical strength was much more abundant than Zheng Jie's because he had practiced the Latent Dragon True Art, that was relatively speaking. After turning around the mountain for N circles, Zhang Yuze was a little tired, both mentally and physically.

Zheng Jie watched Zhang Yuze sleeping so soundly, walked out from inside, looked at his current appearance, sighed softly, put a coat on Zhang Yuze, and then took a deep look at him before turning and leaving.

In fact, Zhang Yuze didn't fall asleep. He woke up when Zheng Jie went out. But Zhang Yuze pretended not to know and didn't move, because he also wanted to see what Zheng Jie wanted to do, but he didn't expect her to add a coat for him. Obviously, although Zheng Jie was very fierce on the surface, she was still very concerned about Zhang Yuze. Moreover, it was still winter, and she was afraid that Zhang Yuze would catch a cold. Of course, Zheng Jie didn't know that making Zhang Yuze catch a cold was even harder than making a sow climb a tree. After all, Zhang Yuze's Latent Dragon True Art had reached the peak of the third level, and it was only a layer of paper away from the fourth level, so his current physique was extremely powerful. Even if he went to Antarctica naked, he probably wouldn't catch a cold.

Zhang Yuze smelled the faint fragrance on the down jacket covering his body. Zhang Yuze knew that this should have been taken off from Zheng Jie's body, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of warmth in his heart.