Male God's Freestyle Flirting Chapter 215

Tang Xia washed the chopsticks and took out the noodles from the pot.

One bowl is more, one bowl is less.

She sprinkled chopped green onion and poured sesame oil. Although her skills were shallow, she still showed her correct attitude.

Then Tang Xia went out with two bowls of noodles.

Just after putting it on the dining table, she turned around and wanted to call Han Yu to eat, but she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, for fear of letting out a sound.

The boy fell asleep, and slept deeply, with his body crooked and a pillow hugging his chest, looking extremely insecure.

Tang Xia walked over on tiptoe, squatted in front of the sofa and carefully looked at Han Yu's sleeping face.

It's really like a fairy who doesn't catch the fireworks of the world.

She giggled, although she knew that her description was not accurate, but she still felt how amazing it would be if such a beautiful boy was reincarnated as a girl.

Tang Xia cautiously stretched out her hand, tentatively touching Han Yu's cheek with her fingertips.

Slippery and soft, feels very good.

Tang Xia couldn't help but bend her eyes. Seeing that the boy had no intention of waking up, she became bolder and touched his eyebrows with every inch.

Han Yu's eyebrows stretched in an extremely relaxed manner.

She seemed to be painting on his face, her fingers were the paintbrush, and she traced the young man's delicate facial features bit by bit, from the center of the eyebrows, to the end of the eyes, to the tip of the nose, and finally, it stopped at the lips.

The heart seemed to be beating violently all of a sudden.

Tang Xia was a little nervous, but she couldn't explain why she was nervous. She just paused with her fingertips beside Han Yu's beautiful lips, and then wanted to withdraw her hand.

However, in the next second, the girl felt as if something had bitten her fingertips.

She froze for a moment and raised her eyes.

The boy muttered in a daze, "I'm starving to death", and then slowly opened his sleepy eyes.

Tang Xia was struck like five thunders in an instant.

She said she was bitten just now.

It turns out...it turns out...

It was Han Yu who bit it.

The girl blushed, but she didn't dare to say anything, for fear of being known by the boy, so she hurriedly stood up and shouted—

"It's time to eat, Han Yu, don't sleep and get up quickly."

As soon as she finished speaking, Tang Xia turned around and quickly went to the dining table, her face was so red that she was about to bleed.

The young man stared at her back, hiding a sly smile from his lips.

"Tang Xia, do you know what I dreamed just now?"

While eating noodles, Han Yu said seriously.

"What did you dream about?" Tang Xia asked with dignity, but still lowered her head and didn't look at him.

Han Yu put down his chopsticks, and said something serious—

"I dreamed that I was very hungry and ate something very delicious."

"Ahem!" Tang Xia suddenly started coughing violently, choked on the noodle soup, and almost sprayed it on the boy opposite.

Instead of being angry, he thoughtfully took out a tissue for her, and asked with concern, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay," Tang Xia waved her hand, with a hint of panic in her eyes, "Then you must be dreaming, my family doesn't have any other delicious food."

"Yeah, I think so too," Han Yu nodded, Tang Xia couldn't see the half-smile expression on his face, "Do you want to know how delicious it is?"

Tang Xia was so ashamed that she was about to cry, she wished she could bury her face in the bowl.

Can she say no?

Probably not, because the boy has already started talking on his own.

"Soft, not cold, kind of like sugar, creamy sugar."

Every time he said a word, Tang Xia's face turned redder.

"Stop!" She couldn't bear it anymore, and cut off Han Yu's topic with a sharp breath, "It's all a dream! The dreams are all fake! Do you know! You haven't eaten anything delicious!" After finishing speaking, Tang Xia put Han Yu stuffed his chopsticks into his hands, and threatened through gritted teeth, "Only noodles! If you don't eat, get out!"

The tone is particularly fierce.

Han Yu burst into laughter, and joked, "Isn't it just a dream? Why do you react so strongly?"

"..." Tang Xia doesn't want to talk to him for now!

She only felt that the fingertips she had just been bitten by the boy were hot like fire.

"Then I'm leaving?" Seeing that the girl didn't speak, Han Yu took two mouthfuls of noodles, then got up and said.

Now Tang Xia was taken aback, "No, I didn't really want to drive you out..." She was anxious, worried that Han Yu had misunderstood her, so she hurriedly tried to persuade Han Yu to stay, "I'm just joking..."

"I know," Han Yu rubbed her head, "It's just that I'm going to pack my things in the dormitory in the afternoon, and in the evening... I'll go home too."

Tang Xia's eyes widened.

Did you hear me right? Han Yu said he was going home?

The conflict between him and his parents... has it been resolved?

The girl looked at the boy happily, "Then you go back quickly, there is no one in school now, it's better to live at home comfortably." She was sincerely happy for Han Yu, no matter what, he and his parents cannot be broken by blood. No matter how stiff it is, it is still their child.

"Well," Han Yu nodded, "you stay safe by yourself and come to me if you need anything."

Tang Xia sent him to the elevator, smiled and waved, "Sure."

Han Yu went back to school alone, and received a call from Du Ruo an hour later.

She drove the car and waited for him outside the school gate.

The boy didn't have anything to take home. Anyway, he had already made up his mind that he would live on campus next semester, so he just packed up some replacement clothes and took them away.

"Han Yu." Du Ruo suddenly felt emotional when he saw his son, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, come out of school.

But the boy didn't make a sound, and silently threw the luggage into the trunk, then opened the car door, and sat in the back seat.

Du Ruo was a little embarrassed.

Along the way, she kept trying to communicate with Han Yu, and observed his expression through the rearview mirror. But the young man remained indifferent, cast his eyes out of the window, and only said three sentences in the whole process.

In one sentence, Du Ruo asked him if he was used to living in the school.

He said - better than home.

In one sentence, Du Ruo asked him if he could have dinner with his father tonight.

He said - can't.

The last sentence was Du Ruo asking him if he objected to her staying at home forever.

He didn't speak for several minutes.

Du Ruo became nervous inexplicably, holding the steering wheel with both hands, sweaty palms.

She plans to mend this relationship from now on.

She wants to take advantage of the fact that she is not completely old and her son is not completely out of her sight, to be someone who may not be competent but is still willing to spend time working hard...

Mother.

Han Yu sighed silently, and said faintly—

"That's your home, why ask me."

Du Ruo was shocked for a moment.

The meaning in Han Yu's words was clear.

That is your home, you can live in it if you want, and you can leave it if you want.

That's right, that's my home, but in the past ten years...have I ever treated it as my home?

Du Ruo's heart felt sour, and she felt that she was about to burst into tears.

But she tried her best to raise a smile, and there was a sparkle in her eyes.

Probably the satisfaction of the rest of my life, but that's all.

Han Yu gave her a chance, gave her...a chance to redeem her sins.

Chapter end