With his keen, meticulous powers of observation, Brock caught the hole in Xia You's words.
"You haven't won Erika over? But you didn't deny your relationship with Miss Sabrina. Does that mean you and Miss Sabrina really are a couple?!"
This guy...
Xia You raised his eyebrows.
Whenever he met a pretty girl, Brock would usually turn into a lovestruck fool, fawning over her and refusing to budge. But with no girls around right now, his intelligence had suddenly taken over. He was practically turning into Detective Brock!
When Xia You said nothing, Brock pleaded urgently, "Xia You! Please teach me how you do it! I want girls to like me the way they like you!"
Xia You glanced toward the restroom and sighed in relief when he saw that Erika and the others hadn't returned yet. If Erika heard that, it would definitely cause a misunderstanding, and that would be trouble.
She might really think he had invited her to travel with him with some ulterior motive!
I have to get rid of Brock, fast!
With that thought, Xia You looked at Brock's prematurely aged face, gave a fake cough, and cleared his throat.
"Actually, getting girls to like you only takes two syllables!"
Brock's eyes suddenly widened. "Two syllables?"
"That's right." Xia You nodded and confirmed it again. "Just two syllables!"
Brock perked up at that, his eyes blazing with eagerness. "What are they? Kindness? Resolve? Good grace? Humor?"
Xia You shook his head, seemingly hesitating over whether to tell him.
Seeing his expression, Brock pressed him earnestly. "Hurry, Xia You! Please tell me! What are those two syllables?!"
Xia You gave him a meaningful look for a long moment before saying slowly, "All right. Since you want to know so badly, I'll tell you. Listen carefully. If