Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

Tang Xia was startled, her hands resting on the table trembled twice.

She probably didn't expect that Han Yu would suddenly bring up this matter, and she didn't know how to react for a while, and her flustered appearance revealed the tension in her heart.

That goes back half a year ago.

At that time, on the eve of the mobilization meeting for the third year of high school, Tang Xia sent a card to Tan Xiao who lost the qualification for the college entrance examination because of being expelled from the school. As a result, the narrow-minded Han Yu became "jealous". He looked at her eagerly and wanted a card. A card of encouragement or blessing for a girl.

Tang Xia clearly remembered that she wrote four English letters for the boy—

G, L, F, G.

At first glance, it may feel confusing, but if you think about it in reverse...

She raised her hand to cover her face, blocking the prying eyes of Han Yu who was sitting opposite.

It's not hard to guess, not at all.

It's time for Han Yu's sharp mind to figure it out.

Tang Xia peeked between her fingers, and saw the young man with a smile on his lips, biting the spoon, with playfulness rising in his eyes.

"How is it?" Han Yu changed into a more comfortable position, crossed his long legs together, and said lazily, "I've already drank half of the soup, Tang Xia, have you thought about the answer yet?"

Don't look at him leisurely, but he is secretly holding back his urine.

Tang Xia slowly moved his hand down, propped his chin, and said vaguely: "You drink the soup first, don't talk about other nonsense."

"Laughing?" Han Yu raised his eyebrows, pinched the spoon with his fingertips, and didn't move.

Tang Xia is really going to be defeated by him!

"Don't play tricks! I'll tell you when you finish drinking!"

She stared at the young man angrily and amusedly, but was attracted by the other's deep eyes, inexplicably disturbed.

Tell…

how to tell...

Tang Xia sighed silently, falling into distress.

Those four letters are a confession.

She wants to tell Han Yu directly, G, L, F, G, do you mean I like you?

"I" is seven strokes, and G is the seventh in the alphabet.

"Happiness" is twelve strokes, and L is the twelfth in the alphabet.

In the same way, F corresponds to "Huan", and G corresponds to "You".

This is a very simple secret language, but in other words, it is extremely complicated.

It is complicated because one letter can represent a lot, it can be pinyin, it can be homophonic, even if it can be inferred to be strokes, there are many Chinese characters with seven or twelve strokes in the world.

And saying it's simple doesn't make sense.

For those who dare to guess, this is a sub-question.

For example, a girl you have admired for a long time or who has admired you for a long time suddenly sends you a message: I want to say three words to you.

The first reaction in my mind is "I love you"?

In the same way, according to the relationship between Han Yu and Tang Xia, if he wanted to guess, would he also think about it?

The only difference is that the four letters should correspond to four Chinese characters.

The answer is obvious.

Those who guess the riddle only need to verify the answer in their hearts.

Tang Xia lost because she thought that forward reasoning was difficult, but she didn't consider that reverse verification was easy.

At the beginning, she was relatively confident, and she wrote these few letters on a whim. Later, Tang Xia regretted it when she went back, thinking that although Han Yu was not good at reading, his brain was not stupid.

So now she wasn't sure if Han Yu had vaguely guessed something. A person hesitates and struggles with how to word it.

It's embarrassing.

"Tang Xia, I only have two or three bites left."

Han Yu deliberately showed the girl the bottom of the bowl, and when he saw the latter's collapsed face, he smiled triumphantly.

Half a minute later, he touched his swollen belly and couldn't help hiccupping.

It really did hold on.

Tang Xia was having a headache and was wondering how to say it, but Han Yu's full stomach emanating from the inside made her laugh for a second, and she couldn't control it.

The young man frowned, knocked on the table pretending to be serious, and said, "Don't think you can confuse me with a smile, you still have to answer what should be answered."

After he finished speaking, his fair and slender fingers were sticky with the splashed soup.

Tang Xia looked at Han Yu puzzled.

"What do these letters mean?"

While talking, Han Yu slowly wrote four letters on the table.

The soup was so sticky that when the skin touched the table, there was a slight noise, which made Tang Xia dazed.

She glanced behind her guiltily.

There was no one around, it was silent.

But Tang Xia was still shy, and after thinking about it, she simply waved at Han Yu, "Put your ears close," she paused, and finally said, "I'll just say it once, you have to listen carefully."

Han Yu folded his arms leisurely, then walked forward slowly, smiling unabated.

"Okay, then tell me." The boy obediently moved his head closer.

Tang Xia put her hand lightly on his shoulder, breathing slowly.

Han Yu squinted his eyes, like a cunning fox, with a gleam in his eyes.

He heard the girl lying next to his ear, and said cautiously—

"Well... that's... that's..."

He could clearly feel the trembling of her hands holding his clothes, Han Yu smiled slightly, raised his arms, and slowly covered the back of Tang Xia's hands.

It was as if there was a sudden magical feeling, spreading from the back of his hand all the way to the bottom of his heart.

Tang Xia gritted her teeth and went all out!

"It's just that I like you—"

Before he finished speaking, a force came from the back of his hand.

Startled, she subconsciously turned her head.

Then he met Han Yu's eyes, and fell into a pair of breathtaking eyes.

He suddenly smiled, like a March breeze blowing across the lake, causing ripples.

"Yes, me too."

In an instant, a thunderbolt exploded in my mind.

Tang Xia looked at him with wide eyes.

The two were still so close, when Han Yu turned his head, the thin lips and the girl's skin were only as far away as fingernails.

Those who have advantages and do not take advantage of them are not heroes.

Han Yu thought, naturally he wanted to take a share.

So, he tilted his head and kissed Tang Xia.

The girl blushed on the spot.

"you!"

Tang Xia stood up with a "huh", her fingers were about to poke Han Yu's forehead!

The boy smiled harmlessly, and raised his hand to wrap the girl's fingertips into his palm.

No matter how you look at his sly and treacherous expression, something is wrong.

Tang Xia frowned, and asked suspiciously: "You know?"

There was no surprise in Han Yu's reaction just now, as if he was just waiting for himself to finish speaking.

The boy shrugged and walked up to the girl, "Got it," he didn't deny it, and was even a little proud, "I guessed it the night you gave it to me last year."

really!

Tang Xia's face turned red with anger!

"Then you still ask me what to do!"

Han Yu blinked, before blurting out—

"I want to hear from you."

"..." Tang Xia choked, "And then?"

"Then I'll tell you in person, and I do too."

The boy's tone was extremely serious, and all her anger disappeared immediately.

"Han Yu, Han Yu," Tang Xia smiled helplessly, "Look, did I say I like you earlier than you said I like me?"

"Oh, is it?"

Rolling his eyeballs, Yoyo asked back.