A thirty-seven-degree man should have a sincere attitude; if you always play smart tricks, how can your woman trust you? A thirty-seven-degree man should have the courage to act; if you’re like a cripple shouting from a seated position or a scholar only good at theoretical discussions, how can a woman rely on you? A thirty-seven-degree man should have a romantic cell, because life is too dry and needs romantic elements as a seasoning. But not too romantic, because everyone knows that being constantly romantic can’t be used as bread. A thirty-seven-degree man should have a certain grace; if you lack grace, no matter how good your character or how noble your heart, you’ll struggle to touch a woman’s heart. A thirty-seven-degree man may not be the cream of the crop, but thirty-seven degrees is so close to body temperature, so warm, and such a man is the most likely to make a woman feel at ease, worry-free, and relaxed. Overall, a thirty-seven-degree man has five labels: One: career-driven but not a workaholic; Two: slightly handsome but not drop-dead gorgeous; Three: has some money but not a millionaire; Four: romantic but not overly so; Five: good-tempered but not spineless! So, a woman’s task is: find a thirty-seven-degree man, create a thirty-seven-degree man.
What fierce writing! It instantly stunned Chu Yue. In this way, Gu Yunzhi could be considered a true thirty-seven-degree man.
She excitedly pressed the answer button.
“What are you doing?” Gu Yunzhi’s voice was gentle.
Hearing the sound of him driving, Chu Yue glanced at the text on the computer screen, “Wondering if you’re really a thirty-seven-degree man!”
“Hm?” He sounded puzzled. Chu Yue laughed and read the text to him. Gu Yunzhi also laughed, “So, do you think I am?”
“Well, probably.” He chuckled, one hand on the steering wheel, the other holding the phone listening to Chu Yue’s sweet laughter. Happiness seemed to overwhelm him. How could he miss her so much after just a short while apart?
Returning home, it was past midnight. In the bedroom, Song Yunhua was still awake, leaning against the headboard reading. Gu Yunzhi casually glanced over, surprised to see the large characters “Hong Zhuang” on the cover. He hadn’t expected her to find this book from his drawer!
