Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

Tang Xia slowly put down her hands covering her eyes.

But she stared blankly at the men's school uniform that Han Yu handed to her, and didn't take it.

The boy urged, "Hurry up, put it on."

Tang Xia blinked her eyes twice, and asked strangely, "Why do you wear it?"

Han Yu choked, and asked rhetorically, "Do you still want to enter the boys' dormitory wearing girls' school uniform?" He paused, looked at the girl's bewildered face, and finally explained patiently, "Auntie dormitory manager doesn't recognize faces, only clothes."

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't care whether Tang Xia agreed or not, he just stuffed his coat into the girl's arms.

Tang Xia pursed her mouth and looked down at the blue and white school uniform with great reluctance on her expression.

Han Yu saw it, and was instantly laughed at by her.

"Why, you're starting to dislike my clothes?"

The girl nodded frankly, "You played for ten minutes just now, and you smell of sweat."

"..." Han Yu's eyes darkened and he was almost fainted by Tang Xia's anger.

"Don't believe me, you can smell it yourself?"

When Tang Xia saw Han Yu's face, he was instantly happy. He deliberately pinched his clothes with two fingers, pretending to be very disgusted, and shook the boy's chin, and waved it back and forth twice.

Han Yu took a deep breath, barely calmed down, said "um", narrowed his eyes and said quietly—

"Some people dripped saliva on my clothes before, and I have never been so disgusted."

"..." Tang Xia staggered, wanting to throw the school uniform in Han Yu's face directly.

The young man showed that haughty and self-satisfied expression again, as if to say: Look, you can't beat me.

Tang Xia was defeated, and resignedly put Han Yu's clothes on her body. After putting her arms in, the sleeves were loose and grew a lot.

The boy stepped forward naturally, grabbed the corners of the clothes with both hands, and helped Tang Xia pull the zipper to the neckline.

Suddenly his breath came closer.

A palm away, Tang Xia raised her head slightly and stared blankly at Han Yu's eyebrows.

He hung his head, his soft black hair pressed against his forehead, and when the wind blew by, it brought a handsome arc. Those eyes were very clear, and the eyelashes were curled up, covering the tenderness in his eyes, so that Tang Xia couldn't tell what kind of emotion he was hiding at this moment.

"Let's go, or the get out of class will be over after a while."

Han Yu helped Tang Xia straighten her collar, and then rubbed her head habitually.

"Okay." The girl responded obediently.

As a result, when he reached the door of the dormitory, Tang Xia flinched again.

She aggrieved: "Is it really all right? What if my aunt finds out and takes me to the Academic Affairs Office?"

Han Yu gave a reassuring look, "As long as you promise not to turn around and run away later, you'll be fine." After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved at Tang Xia, as if calling, "Come here, don't you believe me? "

So the girl walked forward step by step apprehensively.

Downstairs in the dormitory is an automatic sensing glass door. As soon as Han Yu stepped up the steps, the door opened.

Tang Xia was afraid, so she took a step back subconsciously.

In the end, he was caught off guard, and the boy beside him suddenly put his arm on her shoulder!

Tang Xia was suddenly taken aback!

Han Yu tightened his arms tightly again, his forearms went around the girl's neck, and his palms directly stuck to her face.

Tang Xia suffocated for breath, and her whole body became stiff.

"I said, the ball you just passed to me was really good, perfect coordination."

The boy's clean and clear voice sounded in her ears, but she was in a trance, her mind went blank, only the faint scent of soap in her nose became the only consciousness she could grasp.

Auntie, the dormitory manager, has a small room embedded in the space formed by the stairs and the ground of the first floor. The window was open in the room, and the window was facing the sensor door. She was sitting inside, and when she looked up, she saw a pair of teenagers coming in with their shoulders crossed.

The one in the lead was wearing a summer school uniform, thin and handsome, with handsome features.

The aunt turned her gaze to another student.

The child's school uniform seemed to be ill-fitting, hanging like a large robe, with both hands hidden in the sleeves.

Looking at it from her angle, Han Yu just put his hand on Tang Xia's side cheek, barely covering most of the girl's face.

The aunt had no doubts, she only looked at it for two seconds, then lowered her eyes again, concentrating on knitting the red sweater that the little grandson at home will wear in winter.

Han Yu hugged Tang Xia all the way up the stairs, and finally let go of his arms when he reached the corner of the third floor.

Then he clearly heard the girl take a deep breath.

"Afraid?" The young man smiled, leaning on the handrail of the stairs, folded his arms and smiled.

Tang Xia was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out of her chest. After struggling to calm down, she patted her chest with lingering fear and said, "Thank you for thinking it out!" She glared at Han Yu, although she was fierce, she still pressed her voice carefully.

"I told you everything will be fine." Han Yu bent his lips and hooked Tang Xia's nose.

The sudden movement made the girl freeze in place.

This pampering behavior brought her into the intimate contact just now.

Han Yu hugged himself so tightly...

"What are you still thinking about?" The boy walked a few meters away, turned around and found that Tang Xia hadn't followed, blushing in a daze, and said helplessly, "Class will be over later, maybe someone will go back to the dormitory, It will be very troublesome to go out again at that time."

Tang Xia regained consciousness in an instant, trotting to catch up.

Room 612 is on the sixth floor. The two walked to the door, slightly out of breath.

Teacher Luo gave the key to Han Yu in the morning. He brought the luggage in ahead of time, and now he only needs to tidy up a little.

In fact, it was not necessary for Tang Xia to come over to help, it was just Han Yu's selfishness.

"It turns out that the dormitory conditions are really good." The girl entered the room and couldn't help but sigh after looking back and forth, "Then I can rest assured."

The boys' dormitory is not as dirty and messy as Tang Xia imagined. Although the quilts of the other three beds are not stacked, at least the tabletops are tidy, the floor is clean, and the washbasin at the sink is not replaced. clothes pants.

Even a clean freak like Han Yu should be able to get along very happily with his roommates.

Tang Xia breathed a sigh of relief.

"Will the bed be made?"

Just thinking about something, the boy suddenly asked.

The girl nodded honestly, "Yes." Her self-care ability is still good.

"That's fine, I won't." Han Yu replied confidently.

Ok? so?

Tang Xia looked at him.

The boy didn't move, pointed to the two big packages on the ground, and said, "There are sheets, quilt covers and quilts inside, oh yes, and pillowcases, please help me."

"..." He dispatched himself now, he was really used to it.

Tang Xia shook her head, the words Man said suddenly flashed in her mind.

She said, you will have no status if you do this in the future.

Tang Xia inexplicably felt a little sad.

"Then you have to help me, it's not easy to do alone."

"Yes." Han Yu agreed quickly.

Tang Xia just wanted to instruct the boy to take out the quilt from the bag, but the latter suddenly said seriously——

"Go to bed first, shall we?"