Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

"Common or derogatory?"

Han Yu raised his eyebrows and lay reclined on the sofa with a charming figure.

Tang Xia crossed her legs, with a serious expression, "Praise, praise," she said, "You made my dad amused, he has always been serious, and he laughed in the kitchen just now."

So it seems that his performance is not bad?

Han Yu thought secretly, feeling at ease.

He didn't stay at Tang Xia's house for too long. After all, he was here to grab a meal. After eating and resting for half an hour, he should consciously leave.

You can't wait for someone to issue an order to evict guests.

So Han Yu, who has never been proactive, went to say goodbye to Tang Zhihai very politely.

"Walk slowly, come to play at home when you have time," Tang Zhihai was still cleaning the sink, poking his head out of the sliding door, "Xiao Xia, send Han Yu off."

"Understood, Dad." Tang Xia nodded, changed her slippers and went out with Han Yu.

"Your father said, can you come and play when you are free?"

The young man was not in a hurry to ride the electric donkey, he just pushed it unhurriedly, and didn't say "go back" to Tang Xia. The girl couldn't save face, so she followed him all the way, and accompanied Han Yu out of the community gate.

"Of course," Tang Xia stood by the side of the road, waving at the young man, "Be careful on the road, and report that you are safe when you get home."

Han Yu responded, and then said: "You go in first." He didn't start the small eDonkey, but just straddled it, with two straight long legs stretched out like a mighty force, supporting his own weight.

He slightly raised his cheeks, the sunlight outlined the boy's painted eyebrows, added a bit of haze to those deep eyes, and gave birth to some coquettishness for no reason.

The noisy traffic behind seemed to be much quieter all of a sudden, Tang Xia felt suffocated, and opened her mouth to say goodbye, but she didn't want to break the beauty, so she just waved her hand lightly, turned and left.

What a boy.

Han Yu watched Tang Xia's back disappear before turning his head solemnly.

He suddenly looked forward to the physics tutoring every Saturday.

The decision to secretly sign up at the beginning, now that I think about it, is very correct and wise.

Classes are on Monday.

Tang Xia passed by early in the morning, just put down her schoolbag, before she even had time to hand in her homework, she turned and lay down on Han Yu's desk, and said to Wang Yize, "Change your name!"

At that time, Wang Yize was busy copying his homework, and he didn't react all of a sudden, he was a little confused, "What are you talking about? What are you talking about?" He asked, writing quickly, without any relaxation.

This weekend's homework is difficult, and he didn't do a lot of it. If he doesn't hurry up and copy it, it's time for Teacher Luo to come.

"Slap!" Tang Xia slapped Wang Yize's homework book, very proud, "Didn't you say last time that if Han Yu attends cram school, you will change your surname?"

Wang Yize was stunned, and now even the hand holding the pen stopped, with a confused expression as if recalling, "Did I say that?" He was quite innocent and blinked his eyes twice.

Tang Xia nodded vigorously.

Wang Yize choked, "And then?" Even if he said it, what does it have to do with changing the name?

Could it be...

He was startled, and raised his eyes abruptly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Tang Xia shook her head back and forth slightly, showing her complacency without exaggeration, and the sly and sarcastic smile in her eyes reflected Wang Yize's growing shock.

"Damn it, isn't it..." The boy slammed the table hard and jumped up almost instantly. Because he remembered that the physics cram school started the day before yesterday, and Tang Xia signed up. Did she meet Han Yu that day...

Wang Yize's eyes widened and he muttered, "That guy Han Yu actually went to make up lessons for me to change my name? Does he want to be so awesome? I'm convinced too!"

He had a loud voice, and with one sentence, the whole class fell silent, and the students all looked back in unison. Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, it happened that Han Yu came in from the front door of the classroom with his schoolbag on his back.

"Han Yu, you came just in time!" Wang Yize's eyes were sharp, he didn't even bother to copy his homework, he pointed his finger at the boy from a distance, wishing he could strangle him to death from a long distance, "Did you really go to make up lessons? "

The boy in the front row of Tang Xia turned around, and mocked Wang Yize while nibbling on the steamed stuffed bun, "Didn't I mention it in the class group the day before yesterday? Are you so uninformed?"

He was a classmate who participated in tutoring together that day, and because he was shocked that Han Yu also made up the tutoring class, he sent a message in the group after class, and he felt like the sun was coming out of the west.

After all, the image of Han Yu in the eyes of his classmates... is the kind who doesn't like to study.

Wang Yize yelled at him, "I didn't see it!"

Han Yu frowned, walked over slowly, threw his schoolbag on the desk, and said displeasedly to Wang Yize, "What's wrong with the make-up class?"

At that time, there was no noise in the class, and the teacher hadn't entered the classroom to organize self-study. Except for a few top students who were reading enthusiastically with their books in their hands, everyone else turned around and watched the excitement with interest.

Zou Ziyu entered the classroom one step later than Han Yu. When the boy was arguing with Wang Yize, she had just sat down on the seat.

Tang Xia looked like she was watching the show, and even added fuel to the show and hated Wang Yize, "Last time, did you say that you will be named after Han Yu or mine?" Jump, it's interesting to let him say it himself.

As if his mouth was covered by a pile of shit, Wang Yize's throat was blocked, and he couldn't speak for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth and choked out a sentence—

"Tang Xia, you have learned badly from Han Yu!"

The young man seemed to be somewhat satisfied with this sentence, his brows that were frowning slightly relaxed, and changed to a leisurely expression, and after sitting down calmly, he replied lazily: "I suddenly want to learn physics, can't I?"

"fart!"

Wang Yize was the first to question, without even the slightest hesitation, "You don't even—"

This sentence came to an abrupt end, because Han Yu gave Wang Yize a flirty look, forcefully forcing back the words behind Wang Yize.

In fact, Tang Xia didn't believe it either. Han Yu loved studying just as much as she loved playing games. It was extremely fantasy.

Zou Ziyu didn't understand the situation, so he grabbed Tang Xia's arm and asked, "Why did the two of them quarrel?"

The girl pursed her lips and thought for a while, then explained the ins and outs to Zou Ziyu in the most concise language, and added a sentence at the end, "Looking at the current posture, Han Yu is going to fight Wang Yize."

As expected by Tang Xia, after Han Yu indifferently endured Wang Yize's "sneering" words, he suddenly said coldly - "If I learn well, what will you do? Do you want to take a gamble?"

Wang Yize was taken aback for a moment, inexplicably thinking that what he said casually last time, ended up being slapped in the face by Han Yu today. Although he is not optimistic or even 100% sure that the boy does not like to study, but he is so sure that he is a little scared.

"What do you want to bet?" Wang Yize is a boy after all, and now the whole class's attention is on the two of them, so of course they don't want to lose face, so they bite the bullet and answer.

Han Yu looked at Tang Xia, and suddenly said something out of nowhere—

"Is it tiring to copy the wrong questions in English?"

The English teacher in Class 6 has a habit of asking students to sort out the wrong questions in their homework every day. The questions can be written by parents, but the problem-solving process must be done by yourself.

Tang Xia and Han Yu are quite special. They have no parents at home, so they always write wrong questions by themselves, which is very troublesome.

"Yes." Tang Xia said honestly.

Han Yu nodded and looked at Wang Yize again.

"Bet, if you lose, help me and Tang Xia copy the wrong questions for a month."