Male God's Freestyle Flirting Chapter 117

The rough and wide palm was right in front of his eyes, within reach of his hand. As for the two cigarettes, it was obvious that the other party wanted to see how Han Yu would choose.

Up and down, everyone knows that this is the "subtext" in Taoism—

Choose the bottom one, it's good, admit that you are inferior to him, and when you bump into each other later, Han Yu has to call the other party brother.

Take the top one, and that's fine too, until you have to return the cigarette saying you got it wrong.

The boy squinted his eyes, looking forward to Han Yu's choice.

He heard that this new boy was very arrogant, and wanted to see how arrogant he was. There are so many people in the sports school from top to bottom, and even the teacher gave him some face, so I don't believe that this kid can be cured and his prestige can be wiped out.

The onlookers upstairs held their breaths, and those who knew Han Yu thought that he would choose the top one, but after a second thought, the person standing opposite him was a "well-known" figure from the junior sports school. , is wise.

A group of people have their own thoughts and speculations, but the parties involved are calm and without hesitation.

Han Yu stretched out his hand with a smile on his face, as if he didn't care that it was a silent provocation.

The boy watched helplessly, his index finger and **** were empty. In the next moment, Han Yu had already held the cigarette that he expected to be in his fingertips.

A group of younger brothers behind him widened their eyes, too shocked to make any other expressions.

I rely on! How dare you take the cigarette above! Is it ignorance of the rules or is it really insolent?

The boy became angry in no time, and smashed the cigarette left in his hand **** the ground. Even though he didn't make any sound, he still used great force. He even stepped on it with his foot and crushed it heavily.

He waved his hand, his brows were cold.

The people on the balcony were still dumbfounded, and in the next second they saw a few boys surrounding Han Yu, and then a group of people fought, causing dust to fly.

The classmates in Han Yu's dormitory didn't like it, so they also ran down in slippers, and they had to help if they said anything.

The fight was small and the number of people was not large, but because Han Yu blatantly took the cigarette that the boy put on it, and made him look bad in public, it was almost "famous in one fight."

Perhaps it was that time that established Han Yu's arrogant temper and other people's impression. In the end, no one dared to provoke him easily.

Because this boy is not afraid of anything at all.

"What are you thinking, so preoccupied?" Tang Xia frowned and asked softly.

Han Yu was stunned for a moment, and immediately withdrew his thoughts.

"Did you listen to what I just said?" Tang Xia stepped forward, her brows furrowed even more.

"What did you say?" Han Yu lowered his eyes, and the girl's face in his eyes was gentle and light, like gardenias blooming in May, elegant and beautiful.

Tang Xia was displeased, but she controlled her emotions very well, she didn't show it on her face, she just pouted slightly, and said softly, "If you can't conflict with Jiang Cheran, try not to conflict, right? Make it trivial, okay?"

"It's not up to me," Han Yu shrugged, returning to his usual indifference, "You have to see whether Jiang Cheran is willing or not."

Obviously, Jiang completely refused.

Tang Xia took a deep breath and couldn't help complaining, "Why did you leave a message on the forum?" She knew how to be brave, but now it's fine, she was terribly worried, "Han Yu, your pride should not be used in this area."

Han Yu stared fixedly at Tang Xia, silent for a long time.

until he whispered—

"Are you worried about me?"

Tang Xia turned her head away, but still secretly looked at Han Yu from the corner of her eye, and replied with mixed feelings: "I just don't want you to fight."

"Afraid that I will be ashamed if I lose? Or are you afraid that I will be injured if I lose?"

Tang Xia gritted her teeth, and squeezed out two words at the end - "Both."

She is sometimes stubborn, which is very similar to Han Yu.

The young man finally smiled, revealing the soothing and handsome face that Tang Xia had expected to see in the past few days. It's just that his tone is still cold, "I'll take care of it, don't worry about it, get ready to attend tomorrow's make-up class."

After Han Yu finished speaking, he turned around and left without looking back.

Tang Xia was at a loss.

what's the situation? Han Yu knows better than himself, is the physics cram school starting tomorrow?

The girl scratched her head, followed Han Yu's pace belatedly, and went to the classroom.

In the afternoon class, Tang Xia was still not in the mood to listen. Although Han Yu was finally willing to talk to himself, he still hadn't let go of his airs completely, and still had to spend time coaxing him.

On the other hand, Zou Ziyu has gotten quite close to Han Yu in the past two days. In the past, he didn't like Zou Ziyu's habit of lying on Wang Yize's desk and chatting after class. Now Zou Ziyu's behavior is much more frequent than before, but Han Yu didn't say anything, it was a tacit consent.

Tang Xia is not a narrow-minded girl, but to be honest, she does feel uncomfortable in her heart.

But Zou Ziyu didn't notice her discomfort, her voice was loud when chatting after class, as if she was afraid that others would not hear her.

Tang Xia felt aggrieved, and couldn't bear to tell Zou Ziyu to keep her voice down, so she put her arms next to her ears, or simply lay down on the desk to rest.

Compared with Han Yu's attitude towards himself, he was really friendly to Zou Ziyu.

Tang Xia inexplicably has a sense of vicissitudes of "Feng Shui turns around".

When school was over, Teacher Luo explained the final matters in the class as usual. That day, Qi went back to their group to clean up. When Tang Xia left, Han Yu was still sitting on his seat waiting for Qi to go back.

The girl's heart was immediately empty, she turned around and sighed quietly.

Alas, Han Yu used to go out of school with him often.

Now…

Tang Xiawu shook his head and left the classroom dejectedly.

Habits are a terrible thing. The more you get used to it, the harder it is to lose it. And once lost, the feeling of emptiness in my heart is a loneliness and desolation that cannot be filled with anything.

It was as if she had gotten used to Han Yu's company, and with that boy by her side, the most boring and torturous senior year in high school seemed to have become a lot gentler.

Tang Xia clenched her fists.

I really hope that I will never taste this taste again in my life.

The girl left with heavy steps, and Han Yu in the seat raised his eyes, watched her back gradually disappear into the corridor, and then took out his mobile phone from the desk drawer.

There was an unread text message lying quietly in the inbox, which was sent by Mr. Luo to every student who participated in the physics cram school yesterday.

Yes, he got it too.

"Han Yu, are you going to play at the City Gymnasium tomorrow? I heard that there is a new luminous stadium there. Shall we try it?" Qi Hui was sweeping the floor, but soon squeezed to Han Yu's side with a broom in his arms.

"No, I have something to do tomorrow." Han Yu briefly refused.

Chapter end