Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

Tang Xia helped his father wash the dishes, while Han Yu sat at the dining table in a daze of boredom.

Considering his cleanliness, Tang Xia specially washed one of the bowls twice with dish soap and soaked it in hot water. He handled it meticulously.

Tang Zhihai didn't understand. After taking out the dishes, he returned to the kitchen and urged Tang Xia in a low voice, "Why are you moving so slowly today?"

"That classmate of mine is obsessed with cleanliness." Tang Xia glanced at Han Yu secretly, seeing the latter sitting obediently, with his arms resting on the table like a primary school student, she couldn't help laughing, "Dad, go sit meal."

"I'm ready," Tang Zhihai took the rice spoon and signaled Tang Xia, "Go and accompany your classmate, don't let him sit alone, it's so embarrassing."

"Also..." Tang Xia realized later, wiped her hands and went out.

Han Yu raised his head when he heard footsteps, the girl sat across from him, and pushed the plate towards him, "It will be ready soon, you eat the food first, didn't you say you were hungry just now?"

He didn't say a word, maintaining the posture of a good boy.

Tang Xia couldn't help laughing, leaned out slightly, and teased Han Yu while lying on the table with her waist down, "You're just pretending in front of my dad, believe it or not, I'll reveal your true face?"

Han Yu calmly glanced at Tang Zhihai, who was still busy in the open kitchen, and was sure that he would not come over for the time being, so he followed Tang Xia's example and leaned closer to her, raised his eyebrows and said, "In your father's eyes, I am Isn't it very good looking?"

Tang Xia laughed, couldn't help laughing, and replied honestly: "It's very, very good, he even praised you to me just now."

"Oh? What did you praise me for?" Han Yu was a little surprised and curious.

"I praise you for being polite and sensible," Tang Xia couldn't hold back her laughter. She thought Han Yu could go into acting, and this good boy pretended, "You have to thank me for not breaking the stage for you."

Hearing the words, the young man seemed quite satisfied, his brows and eyes were frowned, and he sat back in his seat.

Tang Zhihai happened to come out with a rice bowl in his hand.

Han Yu stood up before Tang Xia and took the bowl and chopsticks.

"Han Yu, pick it yourself and eat more," Tang Zhihai greeted, a little sorry, "I don't have any food at home, and I don't know if it suits your appetite."

Tang Xia was eating the rice, her eyes slipped over the rim of the bowl, and she looked back and forth at her father and Han Yu.

The Tang family pays attention to "eating without talking, sleeping without talking", but she likes to talk at the dinner table, and so does her brother. Tang Zhihai taught this habit several times, but he didn't change it. It was strange today, but my father was the first to speak.

Han Yu shook his head and said seriously, "No, it suits my taste."

"That's good," Tang Zhihai smiled, "Eat, eat, eat more." He picked up the chopsticks after finishing the scene.

Tang Xia thought that the dinner table would calm down.

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"Is this dish made by uncle?"

Han Yu picked up a chopstick of shredded fish-flavored pork and asked.

Tang Zhihai swallowed a mouthful of plain rice, and said with a smile, "No, this is a semi-finished product from the supermarket."

After half a minute.

"Is this dish made by uncle?"

Han Yu took a spoonful of soup and asked.

Tang Zhihai choked, still maintaining a smile, "No, this is also a semi-finished product bought in the supermarket, and it can be cooked by adding water."

in a minute.

"Is this dish made by uncle?"

Han Yu took a bite of the scrambled egg, which was very salty, and asked again after swallowing it.

Tang Xia bit her lower lip tightly, not daring to stuff any more food into her mouth.

Afraid of laughing.

Han Yu really "challenged" her father's bottom line time and time again.

Tang Zhihai opened his mouth and looked at the young man's pretty face and sincere eyes, his dissatisfaction subsided instantly.

"No, Xiao Xia fried this last night, we have leftovers."

Han Yu glanced at Tang Xia who was opposite, but saw that the girl almost buried her whole face in the rice bowl.

No wonder it was so salty.

Tang Xia couldn't hold back her laughter. Han Yu wanted to flatter Tang Zhihai again and again, waiting for him to say "yes" and then boasting "Uncle's dishes are delicious", but he never did. Well, she could laugh about it for a whole year.

Han Yu couldn't hold back anymore.

If it wasn't for the fact that Tang Zhihai was Tang Xia's father, she would have told him to show her face. According to Han Yu's temper, he would have been disgraced long ago.

Seeing the **** the opposite side buried her face, her shoulders kept shaking up and down, she didn't need to think about who she was laughing at.

Han Yu was so angry that he felt like he was being laughed at.

But he endured it, and he endured it very well, and his facial expressions were handled very well, without showing dissatisfaction at all.

There was a moment of silence.

It was the kind of silence that was so quiet that Tang Xia didn't even dare to swallow, for fear that she would make the slightest movement.

However, Han Yu, who was particularly talkative today, still did not give up after hitting a wall one after another, and launched a final round of offensive against Tang Zhihai!

"Is this rice cooked by uncle?"

"...Yes." Tang Zhihai frowned, a little unsure of what this seemingly well-behaved boy was doing.

Han Yu was overjoyed, and immediately said: "The rice cooked by uncle is really delicious!"

"Puchi—"

Tang Xia finally couldn't bear it any longer, and spit out all the soup in one mouthful. Fortunately, the mouth of the bowl was facing her, and she vomited into the bowl, otherwise it would be Han Yu who was opposite.

As soon as she finished spraying, she quickly picked up the tissue at hand and wiped her mouth. She tried her best to put on a straight face, trying to suppress the completely uncontrollable laughter, and even forced herself not to look at the expressions of her father and Han Yu.

Although a little rude, Han Yu is too funny today...

Tang Xia rubbed it and began to reminisce about the boy's words again, overjoyed.

But Han Yu hasn't finished flattering, because he seems to have found the tried and tested "flattery" trick.

"Did uncle buy this dish?"

"…yes."

"The food uncle bought is delicious!"

Tang Zhihai was in a mess.

"Is this soup served by uncle?"

"…yes."

"Uncle's soup is delicious!"

Tang Zhihai nodded indiscriminately.

"this-"

"Hahahahaha..."

Before Han Yu finished speaking, the clear and hearty laughter of the girl opposite was like pearls falling on a silver plate, ding ding dong dong, one after another.

Tang Xia couldn't help laughing, her tears were almost coming out, she didn't care if she was embarrassed or not, she laughed while holding her stomach, wiping her tears while laughing, it looked extraordinarily funny.

Tang Zhihai pursed his lips, glanced at Tang Xia, and then at Han Yu, whose expression had never been loosened, his head was slightly dizzy.

A meal has ups and downs.

Later Tang Zhihai went into the kitchen to wash dishes, Tang Xia and Han Yu were sitting on the sofa watching TV, the girl was still giggling alone.

Han Yu frowned, not very happy, "Is it that funny?"

Tang Xia nodded immediately, her cheeks were sore from laughing, and she whispered in a low voice: "My father's face is pale, I don't know how to answer your words."

Han Yu collapsed in an instant, twisting his facial features and asked hesitantly: "What do you mean?" Didn't he give her dad a good impression? I am so...to be more ruthless, it can be regarded as a joke!

"I'll tell you secretly," Tang Xia glanced at his father's slightly sad back, and whispered in Han Yu's ear, "My father just said after dinner—your classmate...is really interesting."