Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

"Crack—"

The bedroom was unlocked, so Han Yu turned the handle and the door opened.

What came into view was a single bed with just the right width. Under the girlish-colored quilt cover on the bed, only half of the girl's head emerged, and the soft black hair spread out mischievously, covering the entire pillow.

Opposite the bed is her desk, which is neat and clean, just like her.

Han Yu called softly, "Tang Xia?"

The girl in the bed moved, maybe heard the sound, but she just turned over in a daze, and didn't intend to get up.

Han Yu hesitated.

He also understands the difference between men and women, but Tang Xia probably hasn't eaten for a day, and the noodles are getting cold quickly, so he has to wake her up.

"Tang Xia?" The boy called out a second time, and then walked slowly towards the girl's bed.

He was cautious, he clearly hoped that she would wake up by himself, but he was afraid of disturbing her, and his emotions were very contradictory.

The girl lazily moaned twice, then suddenly stretched out her hand to grab the quilt, and covered her head with force.

Han Yu's eyes were sharp, and he caught a glimpse of Tang Xia's eyes closed, Su Dan's brows were tightly frowned, and he didn't seem to wake up at all.

It's also a fuzzy one.

The young man smiled lowly, sat on the side of the bed, and coaxed her softly, "Will you get up and eat noodles?"

Tang Xia slept soundly, the voices in her ears kept buzzing, even though she was dissatisfied, she didn't find it particularly noisy.

"Don't eat..." the girl replied softly in a haze, slurring her words, and her tone became softer.

Han Yu's heart trembled, he suddenly looked away, stared at the wardrobe next to the bed and took a sharp breath.

He seemed to be unable to resist her soft and obedient appearance.

"No, at least eat something," Han Yu said softly, not like the usual him, "How about going to sleep after eating?"

Tang Xia's entire facial features wrinkled in dissatisfaction, her eyes were still closed, but she muttered impatiently: "No, I'm sleepy..."

The noise is pretty powerful.

Han Yu opened his eyes and didn't know how to wake up the girl for a while.

It's not easy for him to lift the quilt directly...

The bedroom fell silent in an instant, and only the two of them were breathing slowly, opening and closing, with different rhythms.

Han Yu frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly his eyes lit up, and he thought of a good idea.

He turned his head to look at the schoolbag of the girl next to the desk, and then turned his eyes back to the half of Tang Xia's face that was accidentally exposed because of turning over.

Her face was flushed, and she could see that she was sleeping warm and comfortable.

"Ahem!" Han Yu cleared his throat, put away his expression, deliberately lowered his voice, and then imitated Teacher Luo's tone, solemnly and solemnly said—

"Tang Xia, why didn't you do your homework?"

His voice wasn't too loud, but for some reason, his voice was very clear in the bedroom. What's more, he really learned the essence of learning from Teacher Luo, and the tone is not exactly the same, but it is also like a seven or eight.

Tang Xia dreamed that she was going to school, but as soon as she entered the classroom, Teacher Luo pointed her forehead with a black face and asked—

"Tang Xia, why didn't you do your homework?"

She was startled. She was standing on the podium, but she took a step back in fright at what Teacher Luo said, and then fell down on her back.

Tang Xia kicked her legs and woke up.

Her eyes widened suddenly, instead of Mr. Luo's stern face, she saw Han Yu with a smile on his lips.

"Are you awake?" the boy said leisurely, "It's just right, get up and eat noodles."

Tang Xia sat up in a daze, because she wasn't going to sleep for a long time, so she was dressed neatly.

Seeing the girl's innocent face, Han Yu couldn't help rubbing her head with a smile, "Hurry up, I'll wait for you outside."

"Oh, good." Tang Xia's consciousness has not yet recovered, she just nodded in agreement, and after Han Yu went out, she got out of bed while recalling, and finally remembered what happened just now!

Damn...how can there be such a thing as Mr. Luo...It turns out that Han Yu lied to himself...

Holding her breath, she walked to the living room, and when she saw the young man sitting at the table with a straight posture, and two bowls of noodles in clear soup sprinkled with chopped green onions, she froze for a moment.

"Eat noodles," Han Yu greeted Tang Xia as a matter of course, "It's a bit cold already, I just added hot water for you, let's make do with it."

The girl sat across from him, and when she picked up the chopsticks, she was still a little dizzy.

"You didn't leave?" She bit her chopsticks and asked strangely.

"You want me to go?" Han Yu asked nonchalantly.

Tang Xia quickly shook her head and quickly denied it, "No, no, no," she paused, and then whispered, "Isn't that what you said...I'll leave after I fall asleep."

"I'm afraid you'll be hungry," Han Yu took a sip of the noodles, looking satisfied with his cooking, "Try?"

Tang Xia nodded her head, picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks, and before she could put it in her mouth, her stomach growled inappropriately.

The voice was not loud, but because neither of them spoke, the voice was very clear in the room.

Tang Xia blushed instantly, hiding her face and not daring to look up.

"How is it?" Han Yu acted as if he didn't hear it, saving the girl's face.

Due to embarrassment, she swallowed a mouthful of noodles without chewing much, and nodded indiscriminately, "It's delicious."

Hearing the perfunctory tone, Han Yu was displeased, "You should be serious about eating."

Tang Xia was aggrieved, how could eating be considered serious?

She stopped talking, and obediently tasted according to Han Yu's "request".

In fact, it is just a bowl of the most ordinary noodles, not even oily or watery, only scallions are embellished with the only color, how can you tell whether it is delicious or not.

But Tang Xia still felt warm in his chest.

"Let me tell you something," Han Yu said calmly after seeing her eat half a bowl, "Don't be angry."

"Huh?" Tang Xia considers herself a good-tempered person, and doesn't think Han Yu can annoy her, except when the two had conflicts at first...

"Ahem," the boy put down his chopsticks, feeling a little embarrassed, and touched his nose uneasily, "You live at home alone, aren't you afraid?"

Tang Xia was stunned, and then replied: "I was not afraid before, but this kind of thing happened today, there may be shadows." She shrugged her shoulders pretending to be relaxed after speaking, comforting herself, "But it's okay, I will turn to the story after a while That's it, that's all."

"So," Han Yu answered quickly, "Do you mind if we hit it off?"

"What?" Tang Xia didn't understand, "What is partnering?"

Han Yu choked, avoiding the girl's questioning eyes, and said quietly: "I live alone, and you live alone, so..."

"Huh?" Tang Xia was curious.

The boy took a deep breath, his hands clenched into fists for some reason, and he felt nervous for the first time.

He swears that his starting point is good and pure! But I'm afraid Tang Xia misunderstood.

Han Yu stared at Tang Xia closely, gritted his teeth and said—

"We can live together..."

"!!"