Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

Pan Ziyan was startled and angry, pointed at Han Yu with wide eyes and said, "You let her hit me? You told her in front of me, let her hit me?"

Han Yu raised his eyebrows, "So?"

What's wrong with this?

Pan Ziyan was so angry that she almost rolled her eyes and passed away!

"This...isn't that good?" Tang Xia looked at Pan Ziyan, then at Han Yu, with a troubled expression, "We can't beat people, and we can't use violence to control violence."

"Well, I'll listen to you." The young man smiled, took the girl's hand and planned to leave.

Tang Xia looked at him in surprise.

So you agree? She thought he would not let Pan Ziyan go easily. After all, Han Yu's desire for revenge was extremely strong, and Pan Ziyan was inseparable from the serious injury he suffered this time.

"I don't want to be fired."

The young man turned his eyes slightly, with a sly look in his eyes.

Tang Xia suddenly wanted to laugh, "Really?"

"Well, I'm expelled. I can't be with you during the hardest days of the second half of the semester."

Han Yu's tone was soft, like the wind in the third month of Ji Xia, withering large areas of new twigs and leaves.

Pan's mother had no way to ask, and Pan Ziyan didn't want to come to class again. In the end, No. 1 Middle School didn't have time to expel her, so she went through the withdrawal procedures by herself.

As if a hasty passerby in life, after setting off a huge wave, he suddenly withdraws in peace.

Some people regret, some regret.

Some people dismissed it and scoffed.

The seat next to Han Yu was empty, but there was still the eye-catching 38-point line on the desk.

In fact, many people you meet in your life, you may not have met them, nor may you have known them or made enemies with them. But no matter which one, it is an experience, an indelible memory in youth.

Either laugh, or cry.

Behind all the encounters, there are hidden shadows of youth.

On that Friday, Han Yu was uncharacteristically excited and rushed to ask Tang Xia—

"Tang Xia, I celebrate my birthday the day after tomorrow, do you have time?"

The boy's eyes were shining brightly, the redness and swelling on the corners of his eyes had completely faded away, and his face was still the same as before, with a coquettish charm that made everyone angry.

Tang Xia shook her head, deliberately jokingly said: "What should I do if I don't have time?"

Han Yu frowned instantly, and replied in a low voice, "Then make time."

The girl was amused, she propped her chin with both hands, and showed a rare look of doting, "I know, I will definitely go if I don't have time."

The boy's wrinkled facial features stretched instantly, his brows were as beautiful as a painting.

"But isn't your birthday tomorrow?" If Tang Xia remembers correctly, December 13th is Saturday.

"Postponed by one day, everyone is busy on Saturday, making up classes or something." Han Yu explained.

The girl wondered, "Everyone?"

Does Han Yu have many friends?

"It's just you and Qi Hui, and a few people I knew from the previous school team." The young man's circle is so big. If Qi Hui didn't strongly demand that "there are many people, it will be lively", he would not have planned to celebrate his birthday in a big way. "You If you feel embarrassed, call Yu Man."

Tang Xia nodded.

In fact, there is nothing embarrassing or embarrassing. She is familiar with almost all the boys on the school team.

"I booked a box at Bijiang Plaza. I'll pick you up then, okay?"

"No need, I'll go there with Yu Man," Tang Xia declined, "Don't bother you, a birthday star, to go back and forth, there must be someone waiting in the box, right?"

Han Yu thought it made sense, so he didn't insist stubbornly, and said, "That's fine, I'll send you the address in advance, and you should be careful on the way."

"It's not a three-year-old child, I can't lose it." Tang Xia pursed her lips and smiled.

When she got home that day, she didn't even have time to put on her slippers, so she ran into the bedroom barefoot and took out a white envelope from the desk drawer.

Tang Zhihai saw that his daughter was in a hurry, and chased after him suspiciously and asked, "What's the matter?"

Tang Xia subconsciously hid the envelope behind her back, and replied with a smirk: "It's okay, it's okay."

When her father left, she breathed a sigh of relief, tiptoed over to close the door, leaned her back against the wall, and carefully opened the envelope.

Inside the envelope are two tickets.

Tang Xia picked it up a month in advance.

It's not that she can't wait, but she wants to give it to Han Yu.

The girl's heart was beating wildly, and she was looking forward to the boy's reaction when he received the gift.

She stuffed the ticket back into the envelope, and put the envelope in the bottom layer of the small backpack.

Fearing that the ticket would be broken, Tang Xia emptied the backpack, then turned around and took the wallet, greeted his father, and ran out to buy cakes.

She wants to prepare two presents.

One was given to Han Yu in front of everyone.

another...

The other is a secret, an agreement made a long time ago.

Tang Xia went to make up lessons on Saturday, and when he met Han Yu, the latter asked childishly, "Tang Xia, have you prepared a gift for me?"

"you guess."

"Should there be?"

"should?"

"there must be."

The young man's determined appearance made Tang Xia laugh. She thought, if Han Yu saw her entering the door tomorrow, and only gave him a piece of ordinary cake, would his face be ugly?

Probably will.

He seemed to be looking forward to his gift.

Tang Xia sighed leisurely, "What are your plans for tomorrow?"

"Eat, sing, drink." Han Yu said frankly.

Tang Xia was stunned.

"Qi Hui arranged it, not me," the young man pursed his lips, "Although it's boring, but because of his good performance in the past two days, I will bear it."

Tang Xia understood.

If it was arranged by Qi Hui, then she would not be surprised.

After all, Han Yu is such a cold person, he never imagined how hot the atmosphere at the KTV party can be.

Tang Xia talked with Yu Man on the phone at night, agreed on a time to meet, and went to bed early.

She has to keep her energy and spend her birthday with Han Yu tomorrow.

eighteenth birthday.

Lunch is booked at a local restaurant on the second floor of Bijiang Plaza. There is a KTV and bar upstairs, so it is more convenient to go back and forth.

Early the next morning, Han Yu went out with Qi Hui.

The reserved box can accommodate more than ten people, which is just right after a rough calculation.

"I'll go to the third floor to watch KTV first. There are too many people on weekend afternoons. If there is no room, it will be embarrassing."

Han Yu ordered food at the restaurant, and Qi Hui patted his **** and ran away.

He looked even more excited than today's birthday star, and his whole face was dyed with joy.

"Go," Han Yu replied, "By the way, remember to fix your hairstyle, it's all crooked."

"Your uncle's..."

Qi turned his head and glared angrily, and stretched out his hand to stroke the nose of the plane that was fixed with jelly in the morning.

Shiny and handsome.

Han Yu turned his face away and smiled.

After ten o'clock, people came one after another.

All of them are boys, tall and straight, with good features. Because most of them are members of the school team, when they came in together from the door, their momentum was particularly strong.

Shining landscape.

"Hey, why hasn't your little tail come yet? You won't get lost, right?"

Qi Hui raised his arm and bumped into Han Yu, asking.