Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

Tang Xia made an appointment with Han Yu to meet directly at the Internet cafe, so before she left the house, she lied against her conscience—

"Dad, I'm going to the library, and I need to look up some reference materials for my homework."

Tang Zhihai didn't have any doubts, he just told him: "Come back early, go to school after dinner at home."

Tang Xia nodded her head, and slipped out of the house with her backpack on her back.

She was actually quite ashamed.

I always thought that "lying" my parents to say that I went to the library to do my homework and ended up in an Internet cafe would only be done by boys who are addicted to games. I never thought that I would become one of them.

Tang Xia sighed.

The appointed time was one o'clock, and the girl arrived more than ten minutes earlier. Just as she was about to take out her mobile phone to ask where Han Yu was, the door of the Internet cafe behind her was suddenly pushed open, and then the boy's head slowly poked out.

Tang Xia was taken aback, "Han Yu? When did you arrive?"

"Hang up the phone and go out," Han Yu waved at her, "Come in."

Tang Xia quickly followed.

This Internet cafe is Tang Xuan's frequent visit on weekdays, and it is also the place where he works part-time during the summer vacation. It can be regarded as the one with the best environment nearby.

Han Yu took out his ID card with ease, "One machine is enough."

He has finished his electronic homework, and he came here purely to accompany Tang Xia.

The guy at the front desk didn't look up, took the ID card and registered quickly, and handed it back to Han Yu in a few seconds.

Just as the boy was about to take it, Tang Xia suddenly approached with a shy face, and asked in a low voice, "Can I see your ID card?"

"Huh?" Han Yu raised his eyebrows, "What's so interesting about this?"

"looks great!"

Seeing that the young man didn't take her words to heart, Tang Xia thought she was just saying it casually, and she was stuffing her ID card in her pocket, and became anxious.

"Looks good?" Han Yu looked puzzled, he really couldn't think of anything good about the ID card.

Tang Xia boasted wildly with her eyes closed: "You look so good-looking, and your ID photo...um...shouldn't be bad, right?"

The little brother at the front desk who was busy playing games by himself trembled, and took the time to look at Tang Xia.

The girl blushed, and said bravely, "Han Yu, let me see it?"

Her tone was a bit coquettish, the young man was startled, and suddenly smiled.

"Don't I look better in person?"

Caught off guard, Han Yu brought his face close to Tang Xia's. The tip of his nose was only half a finger away from hers.

Not surprisingly, the blush on Tang Xia's cheeks instantly spread to her earlobes.

"Ahem!" The guy at the front desk coughed dryly twice, silently exited the game, and went to work inside.

Damn... this boy is too provocative, right? He is a big man, his face will turn red when he hears it!

Tang Xia watched his little brother run away in a panic, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Here," Han Yu finally stopped teasing her, and handed the ID card to the girl with a smile, "Anyway, you will see it sooner or later."

"what?"

"It's nothing," Han Yu turned and walked in, reminding him as he walked, "Follow up, don't lose it."

Tang Xia clenched the ID card in her hand, trotted a few steps to catch up, kept a distance of two meters from Han Yu, and then slowly opened her palm.

The first thing that catches your eye is the photo in the upper left corner.

The youth's thin and thin hair in front of his forehead was turned up, and his hair in a shiny suit was combed like an adult's. Because of this hairstyle, his face became more angular and tough.

His eyes were always sharp, and even the corners of his eyes were filled with arrogance. Even if it was just a photo, Tang Xia seemed to be able to see the mighty Han Yu standing in front of him vividly.

At that time, she didn't know him yet, and she didn't have the chance to get in touch with him who could be very gentle and careful.

Tang Xia slowed down her breathing, and gently stroked the photo with her fingertips.

"Have you finished reading?"

Han Yu stopped suddenly, turned his head and asked teasingly.

The girl was startled, and she regained her senses for a moment.

"what…"

"It's so pretty? Are you reluctant to give it back to me?" Han Yu's teasing taste was very obvious.

Tang Xia shrunk her head and muttered: "Yes, just watch it for a minute, and I'll pay you back."

She couldn't see Han Yu's expression, but she heard his doting and helpless smile.

It's really beautiful...

The girl stared at the photo in a daze, blinked after a while, realized why she wanted an ID card, and immediately turned her gaze to the long string of numbers next to her.

In fact, she only needs to write down the last four digits.

Because Han Yu is a native of Haicheng just like himself, and he is a year older than himself, to be precise, half a year older, so Tang Xia can recite the first fourteen digits.

The last four digits are: 1023.

Tang Xia let out a heavy breath.

Done!

The girl's goal has been achieved, and then the whole person is much more relaxed. After completing the electronic homework, she chatted with Han Yu for a while, and then hurried home.

As soon as she got home, she rushed into the bedroom, carefully wrote down Han Yu's ID number in a notebook, and then turned on the computer and logged in to the website.

Counting it, the winter vacation is less than two months away, and the season should be just right, not too early or too late.

Tang Xia was slightly excited.

But this good mood didn't last long.

Because she saw the price displayed online.

"It's so expensive..."

The girl murmured, disappointment flashing across her face. She lowered her head and began to count. The only savings she has now are the lucky money given by her grandparents on New Year's Eve and the school's living expenses.

Barely should be enough, but she will live a tight life in the future.

Tang Xia thought for a while, and without hesitation, clicked the "Reservation" button with the mouse.

There was a nervous beating of the heart.

Han Yu should like it, right? It must be what he yearned for, right?

She was looking forward to the arrival of the teenager's birthday, but at the same time she was a little worried.

This feeling is really contradictory.

With entanglement in her heart, Tang Xia bid farewell to Tang Zhihai, then waited for Han Yu at the gate of the community, and went back to school together.

That night, the boy sent her a special message, saying—

"Tomorrow the bet expires."

Tang Xia couldn't help but laugh.

Pan Ziyan has already shouted at the forum, and the comments of the group of people below the post are almost one-sided.

Those who were optimistic about Tang Xia back then, there are not many left now.

Tang Xia propped her chin with her hand, a hint of mischievous cunning suddenly appeared in her eyes.

That's right, the bet has expired, and Pan Ziyan may...be ashamed.

That was the same treachery as Han Yu.

the next day.

When Pan Ziyan entered the classroom early in the morning, she shouted—

"Han Yu! The time is up, will you choose me? I'll win if you don't."

There were not many people at that time, and the boy replied calmly: "What's the rush, we'll talk about it at noon."

Pan Ziyan glared at him, she had no choice but to hold back until her lunch break.

After finally waiting for the lunch break to start, the head teacher left the classroom, and Pan Ziyan exploded again—

"Come on, where is Xu Yayao? How many votes are there now?"

"28:0," Xu Yayao opened her mouth and said, "Tang Xia is 0."

Among the 40 students in class six, except for those who did not participate and those who abstained, all voted for Pan Ziyan.

Pan Ziyan, who will never lose.

Xu Yayao glanced at Tang Xia, feeling regretful and puzzled.

She later abstained because she still couldn't accept the fact that Tang Xia didn't win.

"28:0?"

Han Yu asked suddenly.

Before Xu Yayao could answer, the young man bit his lips and smiled, and said leisurely—

"Is there someone who hasn't voted yet?"