Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

Tang Xia's eyes were straightened.

"You... what did you say?" She had a look of disbelief, unable to imagine that the words just came out of Han Yu's mouth.

The boy asked inexplicably, "What did I say?" He was also taken aback, and didn't think there was anything wrong, and even repeated, "Let's go to bed first."

"..." Tang Xia brought it up in one breath, choked in her throat and unable to swallow, stuck in embarrassment, embarrassment and discomfort.

Seeing the girl's face turn bright red, Han Yu finally realized something, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly smiled.

In the beginning, he tried his best to suppress a low smile, but he couldn't help it later, the smile on his face got bigger and bigger, and the thick narrowness almost overwhelmed Tang Xia.

"What mess are you thinking about every day?" Han Yu's mouth was raised high, she had never seen him so happy, "I mean, we will tidy up after we climb to the upper bunk."

Tang Xia covered her face in embarrassment, Ruan Nong's voice came out through her fingers, flustered and shy.

"I...I know, that's how I understand it."

Regarding her refusal to be beaten to death, Han Yu responded quickly and naturally—

"Well, yes, you didn't think wrongly, your thoughts are very pure."

"Ahem!" Tang Xia coughed hard to hide her embarrassment.

It's no wonder she...who made Han Yu's words so...fantastic.

The young man raised his eyebrows and said amusedly, "Then, will you go up first or should I go up first?" There was teasing in his tone, Tang Xia knew that Han Yu did it on purpose.

"I'll go first!" Tang Xia was ashamed and angry, and bravely climbed up the small escalator at the bedside railing.

Han Yu's smile flowed from his eyes.

When Tang Xia climbed to the upper bunk with a blushing face and turned to stare at herself, the boy handed over the bed sheet that he had already taken out.

"then."

She had been so embarrassed that she had no consciousness at all, and listened to Han Yu's instructions in a daze, and "carried" all the four-piece suits up.

In the end, when Han Yu had crawled onto the bed, and the two of them were sitting side by side in the messy pile of bedding, Tang Xia slapped his forehead and shouted angrily—

"Ah! You are so stupid, how can you make these things on the bed!" She looked around and said with some headaches, "The space is too small, the quilt cover is difficult to cover, and the sheets are not easy to make when people are on the bed."

"It's okay, I believe in your ability." Han Yu said calmly.

Tang Xia choked, and replied helplessly: "Then go and sit on the next bed, don't affect me, I've asked you to help, and you can help again."

The boy frowned displeasedly, but did not refute, and crawled onto the bed of the roommate next door with all his hands and feet.

The girl smiled and rolled her eyes behind him.

Han Yu's **** pouted, kneeling knees crawling posture, so cute.

While he didn't turn around, Tang Xia quickly retracted her gaze, refocused on the bedding, and began to help Han Yu make the bed seriously.

On the contrary, the owner of the bed was leaning on someone else's pillow leisurely, with his legs crossed and the back of his feet trembling, watching the girl's work freely and unrestrainedly.

She first piled all the things to the head of the bed, and then pulled the quilt to the end of the bed vigorously, moving the pillows and the like on it every ten centimeters. This is actually very time-consuming, but there is no way, seeing Han Yu's old man-like sitting posture, do you still expect him to help her move all the things down?

Tang Xia finished spreading the quilt and sheets, then turned her head and gave the boy a vicious look.

With a smile on his face, the latter gave a timely word of encouragement—

"Hey, you're awesome."

Tang Xia hurriedly looked away.

Damn...what's wrong with her, why is she blushing so easily now...

Moreover, he was obviously angry when he glared at Han Yu just now, so why did his dissatisfaction disappear as soon as he spoke? Even a little bit excited...

Tang Xia felt that she had become more and more strange recently.

It took about ten minutes before she finally tidied up Han Yu's bed, which looked tidy and clean.

The girl let out a breath, and just about to wipe the fine sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand, a hand was passed in front of her, holding a tissue in it, making her unable to tell whether the fingertips were whiter or the tissue was whiter.

"Wipe it?" Han Yu asked.

Tang Xia had already raised the back of her hand to her chin, and subconsciously shook her head when she heard the words, "No need." She usually wipes her sleeves when she gets hot, and anyway, she is wearing Han Yu's clothes now, so it doesn't matter if it gets dirty.

As soon as the words were finished, the boy "slapped" the tissue on her forehead.

Tang Xia's eyes instantly went dark.

Because Han Yu blocked his view.

She was sitting on the bed, and he was kneeling on the bed, so he was more than a head taller than her, and when she was wiping her sweat, the position where her eyes were at the same level happened to be his chest.

Han Yu babbled, "Tang Xia, I found that you have become lazy, and you don't even want to wipe your sweat by yourself. I have to help you."

The girl didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and obediently didn't move, allowing the boy's fingertips to touch her skin bit by bit through the thin tissue.

A series of indescribable tremors arose.

She whispered, "I didn't ask you to help me..."

The young man paused his hand, then shrank back, tilted his head and asked a word arrogantly.

"Oh?"

The pupils are as black as obsidian.

oh your sister oh oh...

Tang Xia slandered silently, but she didn't dare to say it at all, she only said in frustration: "Then you should help me..."

Han Yu was satisfied, and his beautiful eyes became bright again.

The girl only belatedly agrees with Yu Man's words now...

She is indeed the one who has no status...

After Han Yu helped Tang Xia wipe off his sweat, he climbed out of the bed first. After jumping to the ground, the boy turned around and raised his arms high.

"Come down, I'll follow you."

Tang Xia wanted to hit him with a pillow, "I have legs! You don't need to hug them!"

The boy snorted, and reluctantly withdrew his hand.

I always feel...Since coming up after May Day, Han Yu seems to be a different person, especially...um...

Tang Xia pondered for a long time, on the way back to the teaching building from the boys' dormitory, and finally settled on an adjective——

rogue.

That's right, that's the word.

He seemed to be playing hooligans on himself.

Don't know how it happened like this, Tang Xia couldn't figure it out.

Because she would never guess Han Yu's thoughts.

He is such an obsessive person, after experiencing Xiao Chi's "provocation" from afar, he decided to fight back in the same way.

Isn't it just teasing girls? And things that Han Yu doesn't know?

I heard they took a group photo together? I heard there was a shell given away? I heard that he also ate something that his little tail ate?

Han Yu was extremely unhappy, and planned to do the same with Tang Xia all over again, and to do it more thoroughly!