Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

It was as if a thunderbolt had exploded above his head, causing Tang Xia's eyes to flash with gold stars, and his consciousness was blank.

Han Yu's words were still lingering in her ears, as if there were echoes, spreading round and round in her mind.

Did you hear me right?

The girl asked and answered in her heart.

I think should not be?

She was not sure, she curled her neck and raised her eyes secretly, her eyes curled up in shock.

Han Yu's delicate face was close at hand, because of the closeness at this moment, Tang Xia could see his upright and delicate facial features very clearly.

The eyebrows are like peaks, the eyes are full of moon, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the thin lips are half curved.

He is like a picture scroll, every place outlined by the tip of the pen is full of ink-like smudges, which is shockingly beautiful.

"Can I kiss you?"

Han Yu looked at Tang Xia, frowned slightly, smiled softly and repeated.

The girl stupidly replied with one word - "Huh?"

In some respects, her reaction is always half a beat.

Han Yu was not annoyed either, he raised his arm, his elbow was propped on the back of the sofa, and Tang Xia was accommodated in the enclosed space.

In the box, only the lonely original singer was humming a brisk melody.

It was a popular love song sung by a man and a woman, the lyrics were realistic and it was the easiest to touch the hearts of adolescent children.

Under the spotlight above her head, Tang Xia's face was so red that it seemed to bleed.

"Han Yu, you are really drunk..."

She had no choice but to look away, and stretched out her hand to gently push the boy's warm chest.

The distance between the two was only one palm, and Han Yu almost held Tang Xia in his arms.

However, he shook his head and said firmly, "No, I'm not drunk."

"People who are drunk say they are not drunk," Tang Xia muttered, "otherwise, how could they be talking nonsense?"

Han Yu smiled angrily, blinked his eyes and said seriously: "Tang Xia, I'm eighteen years old."

"Huh?" The girl didn't understand what he meant, and raised her head in doubt.

The young man's eyes were bright and clear, as if the stars reflected from the sky were shining at the bottom of the spring, rippling with sparkling light.

"Eighteen means adulthood, and adulthood also means," Han Yu paused, his expression was never serious, "I will take responsibility for my words and deeds."

Tang Xia was stunned.

"Don't you understand Tang Xia?" Han Yu stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of the girl's head, showing a gentle and pampering chuckle, "When I grow up, you can do everything I say and do." believe,."

"And every word I say and everything I do is to love you better."

Tang Xiazhen.

Love?

what is love?

At their age, is it really love?

If it is said that liking is a whim, then love is eternal.

The difference between the two is too big, as if liking is a confession, and love is a lifetime confession.

To be honest, Tang Xia was at a loss.

She has already dared to admit that she likes Han Yu openly, but is this liking worthy of "love"?

As if he could see the faint uneasiness in the girl's eyebrows, Han Yu asked in a soft tone with a thought -

"Can you look at me, Tang Xia?"

She pursed her lips and looked up slowly.

The emotion in the eyes is rolling, which is unspeakable.

"Can I love you Tang Xia?"

Tang Xia's heart almost jumped out of her chest, and her cheeks were hot.

So straightforward, so shocking.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Han Yu said suddenly, "Answer me."

The girl shuddered and mumbled, "Yes..."

Satisfied, the boy curled his lips into a slight smile.

"Can you trust me?"

"Can."

"Can you trust my promise?"

"Can."

"Can you supervise me to fulfill this promise?"

"Can."

"Then can I kiss you?"

"Can-"

"OK."

Tang Xia suddenly felt something was wrong!

However, it was too late.

As the shadow in front of her eyes approached, she raised her eyes subconsciously, and the familiar scent of soap rushed to her face in an instant.

Different from the throbbing cool wind when we first met that winter, Han Yu's ambiguous atmosphere is the brightest and brightest sun, the warmest and warmest youth under the sun.

Tang Xia took a deep breath, and the next second, her lips were warm.

She instantly widened her eyes, and her pupils shrank slightly.

Han Yu's facial features were completely magnified in front of his eyes, so clear that even his pores could be seen.

The girl wanted to speak, her lips moved slightly, and her body stiffened suddenly.

The lips are close together and the touch is obvious.

It turned out that the burning temperature around her lips was Han Yu.

With a bang, the nerves exploded again!

Tang Xia was impatient and subconsciously moved to the side, but unexpectedly the boy put his hand on the back of her head. Not much strength, but at least it can keep the girl immobile.

"Hey, close your eyes."

Between lips and teeth, Han Yu reminded in a low voice.

Her shoulders trembled, and she obediently closed her eyes.

Losing the visual impact, the touch on her lips made Tang Xia blush even more.

She was in a daze, and began to think of some messy things in her mind.

for example-

Is Han Yu kissing himself? What about his expression? Will you be nervous? Will it feel like she is about to suffocate?

Tang Xia didn't know, nor did she have the courage to open her eyes. She even clenched her fists tightly, not even daring to touch Han Yu's clothes.

I haven't been involved in the world deeply, but my love has just begun.

In fact, Han Yu was also nervous.

The arm he held Tang Xia trembled uncontrollably, hot sweat leaked out from his palm, and his heart beat.

How scared that she would suddenly push herself away.

It seemed to last for a long time, but it was only three seconds.

A shallow but deep kiss.

Han Yu retreated, looked at Tang Xia with his head tilted, and saw that her eyes were still closed and her nerves were tense, he couldn't help laughing.

The girl slowly opened her eyes when she heard the movement.

The first thing I saw was the young man's red lips.

She might still be engrossed in the hasty kiss just now and didn't come back to her senses, hehe smirked and said—

"Han Yu, so you smell like strawberry."

The young man froze for a moment, then smiled and bent his eyebrows.

"Really? Would you like to try it again?"

"Huh?" Tang Xia was in a daze, and when she came to her senses, she saw Han Yu approaching again, she jumped away in fright, and regained her consciousness, "No, no, no! No need!"

Han Yu smiled until his eyes glowed.

Tang Xia was so ashamed, she grabbed the hem of her clothes with her fingers and said in a low voice, "You...you are playing a hooligan..."

"What did you say?" Han Yu didn't seem to hear clearly.

Tang Xia felt wronged, "It's nothing."

The young man burst into joy.

Actually he heard it.

Rogue is not necessarily a derogatory term.

Han Yu raised his hand to tuck the broken hair from his sideburns behind his ears for Tang Xia, his eyes softened into water.

What you love exceeds the world, and the world can be overturned.

"Tang Xia, you are the best Tang Xia in the world."

The boy looked at her, and suddenly paused seriously.

It's a lie to say I'm not tempted. On the contrary, Tang Xiadong was in a mess.

"Then you're lucky to have the best me in the world."

The girl smiled brightly, stretched out her hand to pinch Han Yu's cheek, and also paused every word. #####23: Finished writing and uploading at 58 minutes! I fight for you! I don't know if I can pass the review~