Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

Han Yu stared at Qi Hui's expression without blinking.

When he said this, layers of displeasure had been brewing between his brows, and furious anger was curled up in his eyes, like a rough sea before a storm, with huge waves splashing, each time getting higher and higher.

Not only that, Qi Hui's pupils also reflected Han Yu's gloomy face.

"Fight?" The young man smiled sarcastically, and he didn't know whether to smile back or laugh at himself, "You can fight if you want, and I'll accompany you."

"Heh," Qi Hui also smiled, his smile was as cold as a retreat, "I have been letting you in before, do you think that I have to follow you in everything?"

The conversation between the two made the people beside them tremble with fear.

The faint smile on the side of Han Yu's lips gradually disappeared, and the eyes that had always been cold and aloof seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and the eyes that looked at people seemed to be dyed with a biting chill.

"Stop talking nonsense."

The young man spoke with a deep tone.

With many years of tacit understanding, Qi Hui put down the basketball without saying a word, and began to roll up his sleeves.

Someone screamed in fright, "Damn, are you really going to do it?"

When he finished speaking, he looked up, and saw Han Yu unzipping his school uniform, revealing a thin, pure black T-shirt with a thin figure.

Qi Hui became irritable and kicked away the basketball on the side of the seat, but the ball bounced back to Han Yu's calf, with a "pop", the impact was crisp.

The young man snorted and frowned instantly.

"Are you really here?"

As soon as Han Yu finished speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed Qi Hui's collar, the tip of his nose almost touching the latter's cheek.

Qi Hui's reaction was not slow. As soon as his steps sank, he clasped Han Yu's wrist with his backhand, and then greeted the boy with his right fist straight to the boy's face!

The crowd exploded with a clatter, and the terrified girl couldn't help screaming—

"It's a fight!"

Tang Xia and Yu Man were originally sitting on the steps at the entrance of the gymnasium. They didn't notice the movement in the auditorium at first, but now there was a big commotion, and after hearing all kinds of noise and exclamation, they stood up belatedly. Get up and follow everyone's line of sight.

"What's the matter? Got into a fight?" Yu Man frowned strangely.

Tang Xia shook her head, "I don't know, why don't you go and have a look?"

After she finished speaking, she saw Xu Yayao hurriedly running from the opposite side, with anxiety written all over her face.

"Tang Xia! Hurry up and try to persuade him! Han Yu and Qi Hui broke up, and now they're fighting hard! There's no way we can stop him!"

Yu Man took a breath, "I... Han Yu will come back with you? The two of them?"

Tang Xia's horror was no less than that of Yu Man, "Who are you talking about?"

Xu Yayao didn't have time to explain, she dragged one of them with one hand, and dragged it away, speaking very fast as she walked, "Don't ask, I don't know the details, anyway, you should be the only one who can stop it now, hurry up!"

Tang Xia's heart suddenly beat nervously.

When they rushed to the auditorium, it was already a mess.

"Where are people?" Yu Man stretched his neck to look around, but he didn't see Han Yu and Qi Hui in the crowd.

Tang Xia gritted her teeth, flung her hands away from Xu Yayao, and stepped up the stairs with one stride.

"Han Yu!" The girl shouted, her heart was on fire, making her feel uneasy.

"Tang Xia, are you here?"

A student from class six was overjoyed and kept waving at her, "Here it is! Hurry up," he pointed to the most congested place, and after reminding him, he shouted again, "Stop beating! Tang Xia is here!"

At this moment, Han Yu was already lying on his back on the ground, twisting his arms with one hand, and reaching behind his back with the other, grabbing his school uniform jacket that was about to be torn, and suddenly exerted strength!

Qi Hui was caught off guard, his shoulder hit the ground firmly, the pain made his eyes stare, and a dense layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

In the blink of an eye, Han Yu had already turned from defense to offense, straddled his long legs and sat on Qi Hui.

"Do you admit defeat?"

The young man raised his eyebrows arrogantly. Even though his delicate face was stained with a little dust and redness, the peaks of his eyebrows were still fierce and fierce.

Qi Hui glared angrily, using his legs to turn over.

Han Yu had been prepared for a long time, and pushed his knee forward, just touching Qi Hui's elbow, preventing him from exerting any strength.

Tang Xia struggled to squeeze into the center circle, and what she saw was such a jaw-dropping scene.

"What's wrong with you?"

The girl was so angry that her eyes turned black, she barely held back her temper, and reprimanded with a trembling voice.

Han Yu was startled, and subconsciously turned his head.

"Why are you here?" The young man frowned, feeling guilty for some reason.

Qi Hui narrowed his eyes, looked at the right moment, held Han Yu's knee, and pushed his abdomen hard!

Han Yu didn't realize it, he only saw surprise on Tang Xia's face.

But it was too late.

When Qi Hui stood up, he gave Han Yu a handy push. The latter lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Tang Xia gasped for breath.

Because she saw that Han Yu's complexion had changed.

The boy sat still, and there was a dead silence around him.

He looked up slowly.

Qi Hui watched condescendingly, at that moment, he suddenly felt relieved.

But this relief did not last long.

Han Yu's silence, as well as the silence around him, suddenly made Qi Hui feel uncomfortable again.

He was originally contradictory, but he couldn't come down to the stage at this moment, so he could only sullenly ask, "Do you admit defeat?"

Qi Hui returned the same sentence to Han Yu.

The boy still didn't answer, and the indifference on his face became more and more obvious. Like the perennial snow on the iceberg, just looking at it, it is freezing cold.

Qi Hui looked away, his eyes swept over Tang Xia, and then turned his head away.

His clothes were crumpled and glued together, looking at his back, it was a little funny and a little sad.

Tang Xia squatted down with a complicated expression.

"Han Yu..." She carefully touched the boy's arm with her finger.

On his originally clean and fair skin, there were bruises caused by the dispute.

"Don't worry," Han Yu forced a smile, which was shallow and distressing, "it's none of your business."

At that moment, Tang Xia felt her heart was crushed.

She didn't dare to ask in detail, and Han Yu didn't elaborate, and all the onlookers tacitly kept silent and kept their mouths shut.

But the news of Han Yu and Qi Hui's complete "breakup" before the midterm exam spread without any surprise.

The teachers of each subject seized the time to supervise the students' studies. The people in Class 6 temporarily turned their attention away from the incident, and only a few parties were concerned.

Tang Xia finally understands what it means to be "like a stranger".

It is clearly in a space, you can't see it when you look up, but you always seem invisible, passing by and avoiding.

During this period of time, Han Yu was in a bad mood, and Tang Xia stayed with him quietly all the time. The days were dull, like a pool of stagnant water.

Pan Ziyan, on the other hand, was the opposite of everyone else. She approached Han Yu proudly without fear of death—

"I got two more votes recently."

Han Yu resisted getting angry, and said coldly, "Can you stop bothering me?"

"If you accept me, I won't bother you." Pan Ziyan was confident.

Han Yu got annoyed and yelled in public—

"I won't accept you! I won't accept Tang Xia either! Is it okay?" ##### I'm going to fulfill my promise! Wait, I'm definitely not being a puppy today! Anyway, the deadline is 12 o'clock in the evening!