Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

Tang Xia begged really unscrupulously.

She weakly sent five words in the past—

"Please, Han Yu."

Then in just a few seconds, the phone on the table vibrated happily, and the note displayed Han Yu's name, and Tang Xia felt for a moment that he must be smiling on the other side.

"Hello..." the girl replied weakly.

As expected, Han Yu's deep smile burst into his ears, as if he was close at hand, Ru whispered beside him, "Are you in a hurry?" He was also "maliciously retaliating". One's way also governs one's body.

"Aren't you going to explain?" Tang Xia asked angrily, frowning, but there was no real annoyance in her tone.

Maybe she didn't even realize it, but deep down, she didn't dislike it.

"I made it very clear," Han Yu shrugged, changed into a comfortable position, nestled on the sofa enjoying himself, and even let out a coquettish, lazy cat-like moan, "Friday training, I saw the coach's list."

"I didn't ask you this!" Tang Xia was anxious and interrupted him, "Why did you report to me without asking for my opinion—"

"Then let me ask you now, are you willing?"

Han Yu was straightforward.

"..." Tang Xia choked, and then her mouth became stiff, "You call it cutting first and playing later...it's very rude..."

"you are not willing?"

Han Yu ignored her and chased after her again.

"..." Tang Xia gave up and was defeated, "That's not true..."

"Isn't that all right?" Han Yu raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was satisfied with the girl's answer, "Since you are willing, I will help you sign up and whether you know or not is not important."

Tang Xia was annoyed and amused by him, "It seems very reasonable for you to say that."

"Of course." Han Yu has been thick-skinned for a day or two, without changing his face and heartbeat, "By the way, there is good news and bad news for you. Which one do you want to hear first?"

"Pfft—" Tang Xia didn't hold back, and couldn't help laughing, "When did you learn to be tricky?"

Han Yu said calmly, "No?"

Tang Xia, who had been bored for a long time, suddenly relaxed, and even made a joke—

"Goofy, you have changed."

Her smile was always low, and just after she finished speaking, Han Yu on the opposite side couldn't even hear her clearly, but Tang Xia started laughing first instead.

"What did you call me?" Han Yu frowned, "What is a dog? Gouzi?"

It’s okay if he didn’t repeat it, but Tang Xia laughed even harder once he repeated it, clutching his stomach and rolling on the bed, crying while laughing, finally holding back, gasped for breath and replied: “Yes, dog, it’s for you What a nice nickname."

One sentence was spoken intermittently, and Han Yu could fully imagine how embarrassed the girl was laughing now.

He wasn't annoyed either, it seemed that in front of Tang Xia, the young man's tolerance had reached a level that he couldn't even believe.

"Nickname?" Han Yu murmured.

nickname...

The same nickname as "Little Tail"?

A nickname that belongs to the two of them and that no one else can use casually?

This feeling is wonderful, as if each other is unique to each other. There is no need to call the blunt full name, a little more intimate than others, the soft and gentle call is enough to hit the throbbing deep in the heart.

Han Yu was very happy.

He thinks the nickname "Gouzi" sounds very nice.

Tang Xia on the other end still didn't know that the young man's inner drama was so rich, so he calmed down and replied with a smile: "I want to hear the good news first."

"Okay," Han Yu was in a good mood now, and his tone rose unconsciously, "The good news is, that so-and-so is also on the list."

"...Who?" Tang Xia secretly rolled her eyes.

"In the past, that girl from your tenth class who had a good relationship with you was bluffing."

Han Yu's description is really vivid...

Tang Xia silently bowed a tear to Yu Man.

That's good, at least during the summer training, with her by my side, I won't be too cramped to go.

"Then... what about the bad news?" Tang Xia asked again, and then added with lingering fear, "You didn't just lie to me, did you?" She now felt that it was possible for Han Yu to do such a thing.

After all, he has changed!

"Is this the kind of person I am in your eyes?" Han Yu teased her, deliberately lowering his voice, deep and angry.

Tang Xia was sloppy, "I didn't say, hurry up, what's the bad news?"

Han Yu coughed, and then seemed to sigh lightly, playing with the taste—

"The bad news is that there is another person who is also on the list."

"Who?" Tang Xia was curious, who was on the list, would it be bad news for him?

Han Yu smiled faintly, with malicious intentions.

"Zou Ziyu."

After three words, Tang Xia didn't speak, neither did Han Yu.

There was only the girl's faint breathing in the air, and he could hear it clearly through the phone screen. I don't know what he was thinking, but the long silence actually made Han Yu feel uncomfortable.

Just when the young man could not bear to open his mouth to break the atmosphere, Tang Xia finally spoke out.

She still has that gentle voice, which fits perfectly with her always seven-point gentle temperament towards people, "This can't be considered bad news, can it?"

"It doesn't count?" Han Yu smiled, not caring too much, "Maybe, but for her, it's definitely bad news."

Tang Xia was agitated. Although she didn't see Han Yu's expression, they were already so familiar. She could easily guess what he was thinking at the moment by the tone of the young man's voice.

"What are you going to do?" Tang Xia's voice trembled a little, and unexplainable uneasiness suddenly rose from the bottom of her heart.

Han Yu didn't answer, but said lightly, "Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it." Unlike Tang Xia, he could bear it if he could, and had to bear it if he couldn't. He belonged to the one who must be reported. Didn't Zou Ziyu use himself and Tang Xia to play a good game of "reporting cheating" before? He can always remember it.

Tang Xia was anxious, "What are you going to do with it?" She was afraid that Han Yu would make a storm in the city, which would be bad for others and bad for himself.

The young man ignored Tang Xia's words, "Go to bed early, good night." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone decisively, seemingly without any regrets.

Tang Xia was so angry that she jumped up and down.

On the opposite side, Han Yu sat quietly, his eyes sinking into thought for a moment, then he got up and walked into the study, and turned on the computer very quickly.

Half an hour later, Han Yu, who rarely shopped online, completed an order, his brows relaxed, and there was an undetectable cunning and anticipation at the end of his eyes.

He's not very mischievous, it's just because of his personality.

But maybe, Zou Ziyu would make him interested in playing pranks.

Thinking of this, Han Yu felt much more at ease, feeling that the wound on his forehead didn't hurt so much, he simply washed up contentedly, and climbed out of bed early.