Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

"Fart," Qi Hui quit, threw the broom and sat down on Tang Xia's seat, "I don't know you yet? What can you do?" Han Yu doesn't have any friends, if he doesn't ask him to go out, how many times can he go out? Not going out for a hundred years. Moreover, his family's situation is special, and there will be no troubles such as leaving relatives. Apart from that, what else can there be?

Qi looked back at Han Yu, seeing that he didn't answer, rolled his eyes, as if he had suddenly opened his eyes, and said in surprise: "Go out with your little tail?" If he doesn't succeed in asking Han Yu now, there is only one possibility, that It was Tang Xia who made an appointment before him!

Qi Hui was instantly excited, and even blushed a little, "Awesome, two days ago, he was still blowing his beard and staring, but today he was still arrogant at noon. It's only been a few hours, and he has turned a fight into a jade silk?"

"Using more idioms can't show how much culture you have, so save yourself." Han Yu didn't answer all the words.

"You're changing the subject," Qi Hui said directly, "Also, what I'm talking about is not an idiom, and you don't have much culture, so don't dislike me."

Han Yu glared at him lazily, turned around and picked up his bag, and ignored him.

"Why?" Qi Hui asked Han Yu when he got up.

"Suddenly I don't want to wait for you anymore, so go back by yourself." Han Yu casually walked away without stopping.

"Damn it," Qi Hui hopped his feet, grabbed the broom and chased after him, "Is there any morality! If I see through, leave? Who said last night that they drove me home today? Why didn't my brother ride a bike today? !"

Han Yu continued to walk out.

Qi Hui confessed, "I made a mistake, big brother, please do me a favor and wait for me for ten minutes?" He grabbed Han Yu's arm and refused to let go.

"No." Han Yu was as decisive as ever.

"Damn it..." Qi Hui gritted his teeth and smashed the jar, "You were just made guilty by me, that's why you ran away in a hurry!"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to want to take revenge on Han Yu, so he opened his throat and howled loudly—

"Han Yu abandoned me because he wanted to date Tang Xia! He didn't even give me a ride in the car! I'm so pitiful!"

"Qi, Hui." Han Yu's temples twitched, he paused every word.

Qi Hui's voice was loud, and as he yelled, all the people in the classroom who hadn't left heard him. They all cast their gazes on Han Yu, and then, under the threat of the young man's knife-like eyes, they all turned them back in fear.

This... Just listen to it, just listen to it.

Qi Hui snickered, gripping Han Yu's sleeve and grinding his teeth, "Will you take me home?"

"No." Han Yu said with a black face, still decisive.

Anyway, Qi Hui roared, roared and howled, everyone heard whether it was true or not, it didn't matter.

Han Yu never cared about these things.

"Then I won't let go," Qi Hui acted foolishly, holding a broom in one hand and grabbing Han Yu's school uniform with the other, wrinkling his sleeves, "It's okay if you don't give it away, unless you tell me, are you serious?" Do you want to go out with Tang Xia?"

"What if I don't say it?" Han Yu asked back.

"I'll just wipe my nose on your sleeve, you know, I've had a bit of a cold these past two days." Qi Hui raised his chest and raised his head confidently.

"You crazy!" Han Yu finally couldn't take it anymore, and for the first time he cursed calmly. After finishing speaking, it seemed that Qi Hui was really not afraid of death, so he wiped his snot on himself, and pulled back his sleeve desperately.

Qi Hui simply hugged Han Yu with his hands and feet, "How is it? To be honest, did I guess right?" He was entangled with the boy like a koala, like a child who is cheating.

Han Yu's face was dark, helpless, "You let go."

"You speak first." Qi Hui had never been so bold.

Han Yu's brows twitched wildly, and he was very angry, "Yes! Let go!"

"Hey," Qi Hui heard the answer, and immediately showed an expression of "I knew it", triumphantly, "Look, I said that you two are quarreling at the head of the bed and making love at the end of the bed, hitting is kissing, scolding is love , Tut tut." He let go of his arms, smiled maliciously, and reached out to pick up the broom that had been thrown aside.

Han Yu was so annoyed that he took the broom one step ahead of Qi Hui, and directly greeted the latter's buttocks without any politeness.

"Crack!" The broom handle fell heavily on Qi Hui's hip, even through his school uniform and pants, he also screamed.

"Damn it! Han Yu, you are so **** cruel! Are you human!" Qi Hui was so painful that tears were about to burst into tears, he jumped a few meters away, covering his buttocks with his hands, terrified.

The boy snorted coldly, dropped the broom casually, and stared at him coolly, "I'll settle the score with you next time." After he finished speaking, he turned around, put on his bag and left.

Qi pursed his lips, rubbed the painful place, bent down to pick up the broom, and kept muttering, "You are the one who is described as angry, and you dare to hit me."

Qi came back and muttered these words back and forth, and suddenly felt a little emotional—

Han Yu is really different from before, it seems that after meeting Tang Xia, he has become more humane.

Like a normal teenager.

It is very natural to laugh and quarrel.

That's great, that's great.

After Han Yu returned home, Qi Hui was still furious, regretting that he hadn't hit him more just now. I don't know what's wrong with this kid recently, he climbs up the pole more and more, he doesn't know how high the sky is, and always provokes himself.

The boy frowned, and raised his hand to take a drink from the refrigerator. When he closed the door, he realized that there was a message on the refrigerator sticker.

Han Yu lowered his eyes slightly and tore it off.

There are two short lines written on the sticky note—

"Han Yu, go home for a meal on the May Day holiday. Grandpa celebrated his birthday at 66."

The signature is as simple as one word: Mom.

The young man only felt his eyes stabbed, and the corner of his mouth pulled in disgust. In the next second, the post-it note in his hand had been crumpled by him, and then thrown into the trash can without any regrets.

He probably...hasn't been to Du Qiguan's house for several years, and he hasn't seen his so-called grandfather either. The last time we met, it seemed that the old man had passed his birthday, and he looked 60 years old. If you count it like this, it has been six years.

Du Qiguan has only two grandsons, one is Han Yu and the other is Ying Xuefu. He is not liked by others, but Ying Xuefu is loved by thousands of people.

It's just that the Du family is a big family after all, and when the head of the family celebrates his birthday, the juniors naturally want to gather together, regardless of whether Du Qiguan likes it or not, and it doesn't matter whether Han Yu likes it or not.

"Satire."

Han Yu stood there for a long time, and slowly uttered a word.

Every time he felt that his mood was not too bad, something inexplicable always happened, and then his mood suddenly turned bad.

This is really very unpleasant.

Han Yu took out his mobile phone, checked the route online, roughly calculated the time, and took a screenshot to save.

Then he put the phone directly on the table without locking the screen, and went back to the bedroom to get his clothes and prepare to take a shower.

And on the screen, the clear destination address reads—

Tang Xia's community.