Male God's Freestyle Flirting Chapter 206

Tang Xia was in a mess.

Han Yu even eats this vinegar?

Seeing the boy raised his eyebrows with a serious expression, she didn't seem to be joking at all, so she asked tentatively, "Are you serious?"

Han Yu asked back, "Do I look like I'm lying?"

"Okay," Tang Xia accepted her fate, turned around and ran down the stage a few steps, took out a pencil case from her schoolbag on the auditorium, "What do you want me to write to you?"

Her tone was very helpless, inexplicably kind... She bought a lollipop for someone else, and Han Yu insisted on clamoring for a lollipop.

He can be quite childish sometimes.

Tang Xia sighed and shook her head, bit the pen holder, and tore a piece of paper from the physical notebook.

The edges of the paper were torn very unevenly. Compared to the card he was going to give to Tan Xiao, Han Yu felt sorry for himself.

"Write with your conscience."

The boy said lightly.

Tang Xia replied solemnly, "I have no conscience."

Han Yu laughed angrily, jumped down from the stage, and pinched the girl's side face to "threat", "I've helped you, so can't you give me a little thought?" He paused, feeling that it was not enough to relieve his anger, He added, "Otherwise I wouldn't ask Tan Xiao out, and I wouldn't hand over the card to him for you."

Tang Xia's mouth was distorted by the young man, and she protested angrily with her eyes wide open, "Goofy! You're going too far!"

In fact, Han Yu didn't pinch her face hard, on the contrary, it was soft, more pampering.

"Well, it's too much if it's too much." He shrugged and didn't care too much, "You just have to be obedient."

Tang Xia raised her arm and knocked off Han Yu's hand with a "slap". While opening the pen cap, she said viciously, "Then I wish you success in the college entrance examination!"

"..." Han Yuren reminded patiently, "I'm sorry, I'm only a sophomore in high school."

Tang Xia hadn't finished writing yet, she glared at him again when she heard the words, and continued to say viciously: "Then I wish you success in the final exam!"

"Boom—"

Han Yu bent his knuckles and clasped them on the girl's forehead, it didn't hurt or itch, "Good boy, write well."

He was always like this, joking and joking, then suddenly became serious, and the tone of his speech was very gentle.

Tang Xia couldn't stand Han Yu's tricks.

Just like now, the boy lowered his head, his beautiful eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his breath sprayed on her neck—

"I am looking forward."

Tang Xia hadn't written yet, and when she heard this, her fingertips trembled, and the more than ten or twenty lines of chicken soup for the soul that had been thought up in her mind just now disappeared in an instant.

"Then don't look at it, just turn your head away." She didn't know what she thought of, her face flushed suddenly, and she whispered.

Han Yu frowned, "It's not always for me to see, what are you afraid of?"

"It doesn't matter," Tang Xia shook her head like a rattle, and said stubbornly, "Turn around, you can only read it after you finish writing."

The way she plays petty temper is very cute.

A smile formed on the side of Han Yu's lips, and he finally gave in to her.

"Okay," he replied, then put his hands in his trouser pockets, and turned around casually, "Then you have to write better, or I won't accept it, and let you keep writing until midnight, until tomorrow."

"Whispering..." Tang Xia muttered to herself, leaning her elbows on the table, hesitating for over a minute.

"Have you finished writing, Tang Xia?" Han Yu waited boredly, and couldn't help but speak.

"No, be patient," the girl was taken aback by the boy's sudden question, because she was just thinking about what to write.

A little shy, but excited.

With her heart pounding, Tang Xia narrowed her eyes slightly and opened her palms.

Then she drew a few times in the air with her fingers, then bit her lips as if counting, and finally put pen to paper and wrote seriously.

The atmosphere was so quiet that the only sound in the air was the rustle of the girl's pen rubbing against the paper.

After a while, Tang Xia let out a sigh of relief.

"It's done."

Han Yu's heart trembled, and he was inexplicably nervous and expectant.

He turned around slowly, tilted his head slightly and looked at the slightly tattered... torn... physical notebook page in the girl's hand.

Forget it, as long as you don't dislike it.

"Give it to me." Han Yu stretched out his hand, calmly waiting for Tang Xia's "gift".

He was curious, what would she write to him, and it would take so long.

As a result, Tang Xia hesitated, blushes covered her cheeks, she held the white paper with her hands and refused to let it go.

It was almost soaked in sweat from the tension.

Han Yu said faintly: "You almost crushed my paper..."

Tang Xia was embarrassed and began to regret it.

Are you being too bold? If Han Yu's IQ exploded and he understood what she wrote, wouldn't it be...

The girl wanted to cry, but her impulsive behavior a few minutes ago made her feel that she should be ashamed...

When he was struggling, Tang Xia suddenly felt his hands were empty!

She bowed her head.

Han Yu quickly took away the white paper.

I rely on!

Tang Xia's eyes widened, her jaw seemed to be about to drop.

Han Yu's expression was completely opposite to hers, with a proud look, he shook the paper in his hand as if showing off to the girl, and then opened it unhurriedly.

Then Tang Xia saw very clearly that his face darkened.

"you…"

The boy was so angry that he only said one word, and then couldn't continue.

Tang Xia considered whether to give him some hints. But after thinking about it, I would be ashamed if I did that, so I better say goodbye.

So she met Han Yu's deep eyes very sincerely.

He took a deep breath, unable to resist Tang Xia's innocent eyes.

"Is this the result of your writing for so long?" Don't joke, Han Yu couldn't even cry.

The boy turned the paper with two fingers, revealing four huge black English letters on it—

"G, L, F, G," Han Yu frowned, "What do you mean?"

Tang Xia rubbed her nose, stared down at her toes, said in a low voice, "Guess."

The boy was taken aback for a moment, and wondered, "Do you want me to decode it myself?"

She was amused by his description, and she couldn't help but reply, "Yes, once you figure it out, you will naturally know that I—"

Tang Xia's words were not complete.

Because Han Yu suddenly took a quick step forward, raised his arm and put his palm on her lips.

The girl was so shocked that she forgot to struggle.

"Hush."

The boy said in a low voice, and made a silent gesture.

Tang Xia's heart skipped a beat.

Han Yu quickly let go of the girl, picked up her schoolbag with a serious expression, and whispered—

"I seem to hear voices outside. Maybe the teacher on duty is on patrol. We have to get out quickly."

Tang Xia nodded in panic.

Otherwise, I will be locked in the lecture theater tonight.

The two hurried out, carefully turning off the lights and closing the door.

Fortunately, after leaving the art building, they saw the teacher on duty turn on the flashlight, and went to the gymnasium next door first.

It's dangerous, just one step away.

The heavy stone in Tang Xia's heart finally fell.

Chapter end