Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

Han Yu had a good idea at first, so he pulled Tang Xia in and made a wall thump as soon as he pressed against the door, how wonderful.

Anyway, there is no one at home, and the years are quiet.

However, the reality is skinny.

The boy sighed, lying on his back on the sofa, squinting a pair of beautiful eyes, watching the girl busy in the bathroom.

"Are you sure this disinfectant can be used?" Tang Xia came out with the medicine box, pointed to one of the bottles that seemed to be glowing green, and asked hesitantly.

She always felt that there was mold growing in the potion...

Han Yu nodded noncommittally, "Yes."

"Okay," Tang Xia compromised, wearing boyish men's slippers, walked to the sofa and squatted down step by step, worried, "How did you do this?" The neck injury was obviously caused by someone else, This guy even lied to her just now that he accidentally scratched her in a dream, did he think she was stupid?

Han Yu opened his mouth, but before he could speak, the girl glared at her, as if she was silently warning - don't try to lie to me, there are many debts that have not been settled with you.

The young man choked, whistled and turned his eyes away, not looking at Tang Xia, and bluntly avoided the question.

The good-tempered Tang Xia was a little annoyed. She was dipping a cotton swab in disinfectant to carefully treat the scratched wound on Han Yu's neck. Seeing his expression, she pushed down the cotton swab as if she was angry.

As soon as Han Yu saw Tang Xia's eyes turned "sinister", he felt bad, this little girl was going to kill her. Thanks to his quick reaction, he grabbed the girl's hand as soon as he closed his eyes.

"Tang, Xia!"

Even with quick eyesight and quick hands, it is no match for the opponent's faster movements. The boy gritted his teeth and stared at Tang Xia viciously.

The girl giggled as if she had succeeded, knelt on the ground, and lay half of her body on Han Yu's chest, not hiding her pride at all.

The young man snorted and muttered to himself, "I don't even look at where people are now, dare to be so arrogant, why don't you let me bully you when you close the door..."

"What did you say?" Tang Xia pursed her mouth, "Mumbling alone."

"Say it out for fear of being murdered by you."

Han Yu smiled and could not have answered more seriously.

"..."

Tang Xia glared at him, and simply stopped bickering with the boy, returned to her usual serious appearance, and disinfected him carefully.

Han Yu lay lazily like a prince, staring at the girl's face in a daze.

She's not that pretty, but when she looks serious, she's amazing enough.

After finally finishing the treatment, Tang Xia noticed that there was a fever-reducing sticker on Han Yu's forehead.

She was taken aback, "Do you have a fever?"

Han Yu nodded without changing his face, and touched his temple pretendingly, "A little bit."

"Why did you lie to me yesterday that the team was going to practice?"

Tang Xia suddenly started to question.

The calm and composed young man has never been ashamed to lie, "I didn't lie to you, I was really trained."

"Nonsense," Tang Xia said straight away, "I ran into Qi Hui after school."

Han Yu's face collapsed, he secretly cursed "pig teammate", and then explained, "He escaped."

The innocent people in the distance lay back and lay down their guns inexplicably.

Tang Xia asked suspiciously, "Really? But you didn't answer my call or reply to my message." This is not like Han Yu, it's too abnormal.

"The battery is turned off, and I can't find a charger at home," Han Yu lied one after another, and finally added calmly, "Oh, the Internet is also down."

Tang Xia pursed her lips, unable to speak.

After a while, she sighed softly.

There was a lot of nonsense, and it was obvious that he had something to hide from himself. But...then what can I do? There are too many things hidden in Han Yu's heart that he doesn't want to tell others, but his character is like this, as long as he doesn't want to talk, no one wants to know.

Tang Xia was actually a little disappointed.

She thought that her position in Han Yu's heart would be at least a little bit different from others, that it was special. But it seems that he has no intention of meeting her frankly for the time being.

"What are you thinking about?" Han Yu saw Tang Xia was in a daze, couldn't help straightening up, reached out and patted the girl's head lightly, pampering her like usual.

Tang Xia shook her head, thinking about it, and suddenly leaned on Han Yu's other arm and slowly lay down, speaking softly—

"Han Yu, you worry me to death."

The boy was startled and froze in place.

The girl's soft voice was like a kitten's claws, scratching his heart itchy, wishing he could rub her into his chest hard, and drifted away full of melancholy.

The back of her hand was slightly hot, Tang Xia's side face seemed to be resting on his arm, but it seemed to be resting on his chest.

With tenderness hidden in his eyes, Han Yu smiled lightly, his eyes were brighter than Taoyao.

Don't worry, they still have a long, long way to go, and they will walk together.

"I'm sorry," Han Yu said apologetically, put away the cynical expression just now, and answered every word seriously, "I promise not."

The matter with Jiang Cheran has been resolved, and she won't worry about it anymore.

The young man slowly stretched out his hand, rubbed the hair on the side of the girl's ear with his long white and slender fingertips, pulled them behind her ears, and tugged on Tang Xia's small earlobe in a mischievous manner, speaking in a low voice—

"Don't worry, I feel bad when you worry."

Tang Xia said "um", then raised her eyes, "Forget it, as long as you are fine."

As soon as she finished speaking, her pupils dilated suddenly, and Han Yu's frightened expression was reflected in Han Yu's eyes, which frightened him a lot!

"What's wrong?!" The boy was startled.

Tang Xia suddenly reached out and pressed Han Yu's forehead. The boy subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but the girl's fingertips clicked something and hooked it down.

"Blood..." Tang Xia murmured, staring at the bright red of her finger.

On Han Yu's forehead, bright red blood was leaching from under the anti-fever sticker, dripping down the bridge of his straight nose, making one's heart palpitate.

The young man was stunned, and raised his hand to wipe his forehead, and saw blood red between his fingers.

He secretly scolded, unscrupulous merchants, the products are substandard!

However…

The merchant expressed his aggrievedness. What he produces are anti-fever stickers...not band-aids and aunt's towels...

Tang Xia stood up and tremblingly touched the edge of the fever-reducing sticker with trembling hands, making a gesture to tear it off.

Han Yu was shocked, and quickly stopped, "Don't, don't, I have pimples on my forehead, and the pimples may have popped."

It was rare for him to show a flustered expression, and he jumped up from the sofa almost instantly, avoiding Tang Xia all the way.

The girl was really angry, "Han Yu! How long are you going to lie to me! Tell me, tear it up yourself or I will tear it up?" Tang Xia is rarely angry, but the more tempered she is, the really angry she is. The more terrible.

She is like this now, her brows are twisted into a straight line, completely different from the always well-behaved Tang Xia.

Han Yu muttered, like a child who has done something wrong, half kneeling and half lying on the joint between the sofa and the wall, like a gecko, his posture was extremely funny.

He blinked, inexplicably acting cute, and aggrieved to discuss—

"But I'm afraid of pain..."