Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

Pan Ziyan suddenly changed her opinion of Han Yu.

During the morning self-study session, the boy was driven outside the classroom and stood there for forty minutes.

In the early morning of late autumn, the wind carried an invigorating coolness. He took off his coat and only wore a thin short-sleeved T-shirt, shivering in embarrassment in the corridor.

In early November, the weather had already turned cold, and Han Yu was terribly cold.

Tang Xia looked at the boy worriedly through the window.

He seemed to feel it, turned his head slightly, his eyes were as gentle as ever.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and then, the music of exercising came from the loudspeaker, hovering at the door of each classroom.

Teacher Luo dropped the chalk and urged, "Go out and line up."

Everyone chattered and walked out while discussing.

Tang Xia ran to Han Yu's seat, and under Pan Ziyan's surprised gaze, grabbed the boy's school uniform and turned around in a hurry.

"Put it on, don't catch a cold."

As soon as Qi Hui put his arm on Han Yu's shoulder, the girl whispered a reminder behind them.

Han Yu frowned, and there was no concealment of strong dislike between his brows.

"Put it on, it's cold, you'll definitely get sick with just this short sleeve." Qi Hui echoed, took the coat from Tang Xia's hand, and covered Han Yu directly.

But the young man was very stubborn, he would not wear it if he said he could not wear it, he tore off his school uniform, opened the glass window, and threw it at a row of desks against the wall at will.

"..." Qi choked back, and winked at Tang Xia.

It probably means: I can't persuade you, come on.

Tang Xia also had a headache. She knew Han Yu's character best. If he was stubborn, ten bulls wouldn't be able to hold him back.

Especially when it comes to "cleanliness".

"Then you wear mine?" Tang Xia asked discussingly.

The boy shook his head, "The size is wrong."

He is 1.8 meters and she is 1.6 meters.

"Hmm..." Tang Xia thought for a while, then suddenly her eyes lit up, and she raised her elbow and slammed into Qi Hui beside her.

"Ouch—" the latter cried out in pain, and under the hints of Tang Xia's eyes, he tentatively said, "Then...you change clothes with me?"

Han Yu refused without thinking, "You still have soy sauce dripping from yesterday's lunch on your clothes."

"..." Qi Hui was so angry that he rolled his eyes.

Tang Xia was speechless.

"Forget it! Leave him alone!" Qi Hui said to her, "Let's not worry about it, we deserve to freeze to death!"

Han Yu snorted coldly.

In the end, he really just went out to practice in a summer school uniform so neither humble nor overbearing.

Looking around, the entire playground was covered in darkness, only Han Yu stood out from the crowd, wearing thin clothes.

Qi Hui sometimes really has to admire him.

After returning from exercising, Tang Xia followed Han Yu and the others to the commissary. A group of people sat at the entrance of the canteen, including Pan Ziyan and Zou Ziyu.

"Hey!"

Pan Ziyan saw Han Yu from a distance, holding a bottle of soda and shouted at him: "You are quite generous today."

The boy walked into the canteen and directly ignored her words.

Pan Ziyan's face collapsed.

Standing next to her was the second-year boy, the boy Tang Xia saw last time, who was so tired of kissing Pan Ziyan goodbye in front of the dormitory building.

Tall and thin, with delicate features, he has the exact opposite appearance of Han Yu.

Qi Hui replied for Han Yu: "He is very righteous in the first place." There was a little pride in his words.

"Then I bought a drink today." Pan Ziyan stood up with a smile, took two steps, and said to Han Yu who was already paying the bill, "How much? I'll pay."

Tang Xia turned to look at Han Yu.

He was deaf.

In this way, Pan Ziyan looked very embarrassed.

There were many people watching outside the canteen, but she couldn't get off the counter, she stood motionless at the door, and her face began to flush.

Qi Hui had no choice but to smooth things over, "It's okay, it's just a few dollars," he waved his hand, and asked Han Yu with a laugh, "Do you think so?"

The young man paid the money, and handed one of the bottles of drinks to Tang Xia, then stared at Qi Hui calmly, and said quietly, "You're the one who talks too much."

After Han Yu finished speaking, he squeezed sideways through the crowd.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Pan Ziyan was suddenly impatient, and without thinking about it, she had already spoken—

"Thank you for today!"

She rarely said "thank you" to people.

Han Yu lazily turned his head, Pan Ziyan was overjoyed. He thought the boy was going to answer him, but he didn't think so. He turned his eyes and urged Tang Xia behind him, "Let's go."

The girl nodded obediently.

Qi looked back at Pan Ziyan, then at Han Yu, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and could only trot to keep up.

"Interesting..." Pan Ziyan watched the young man's leaving back and sighed secretly.

In class that day, Han Yu could always feel Pan Ziyan's gaze resting on him indistinctly. But every time he frowned and turned his head to look displeased, she hummed a light little tune again, and scratched the pen tip indiscriminately on the textbook.

"What are you looking at?" Han Yu asked sullenly.

Pan Ziyan pretended to be stupid, "Who looked at you?"

Han Yu frowned and endured it.

As a result, in the middle of the afternoon, he finally got impatient, slapped the exercise paper on the table heavily, and said angrily, "There's still more to it!"

Coincidentally, I was in class at the time, and it was Teacher Luo's physics class.

"Han Yu, is it not enough to be punished to stand in the morning?" Teacher Luo on the podium pinched the chalk and asked back, suppressing his anger.

Pan Ziyan snickered aside.

"And you," Teacher Luo changed the subject, and said seriously to Pan Ziyan, "Where is my writing on the blackboard? Is it written on Han Yu's face? Are you staring at him for a class?"

The class immediately roared with laughter.

If it were any other girl, she would definitely blush and feel ashamed if she was criticized by the teacher in public. But Pan Ziyan was different, she was unrestrained by nature, and she didn't take it to heart.

When Teacher Luo saw her playful smile, she became angry and said sternly, "Get out!"

Pan Ziyan shrugged, secretly made a face at an angle that no one else could see, got up very calmly, and swayed towards the door.

Teacher Luo glared at her, then yelled at Han Yu: "You go out too!"

Then Tang Xia witnessed the boy being punished to stand for the second time in one day.

"boom!"

It can be seen that Teacher Luo is very angry now, stepping on high heels and closing the door forcefully, Tang Xia felt his desk shaking.

She squinted out the window.

Han Yu's back was straightened.

"Hey," Pan Ziyan didn't stop standing still, twisting back and forth like an earthworm, "I suddenly feel that you are quite attractive."

Han Yu snorted coldly.

"Can't you hear it?" Pan Ziyan blinked, "I'm complimenting you."

"It's an honor." The boy's mouth twitched, his tone full of sarcasm.

Pan Ziyan smiled, and she didn't know if she didn't understand, or if she deliberately pretended that she didn't understand, she said in satisfaction: "So, this girl has taken a fancy to you."

After she finished speaking, she shook her ponytail triumphantly, expecting Han Yu's answer.

The boy looked at her like he was insane.

"Need to repeat it again?" Pan Ziyan asked.

Han Yu stared into the distance in a daze.

Don't want to be mentally handicapped.

"Ahem!" Pan Ziyan cleared her throat, and said in a low voice with a serious expression she had never had before, "Han Yu, I want to be your girlfriend!"