Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

When school was about to end that day, the teacher in the office went to each class to explain the affairs as usual.

Teacher Luo just said a few words, Qi Hui suddenly yelled "Ouch", then raised his face and said bitterly: "Teacher, my stomach hurts and I want to go to the bathroom."

"Go." Teacher Luo nodded.

Qi Hui stood up clutching his stomach, took a step, came back and took a pack of tissues from the drawer, and trotted out with a pained expression on his face.

With a smile on the corner of Han Yu's mouth, he lightly tapped Tang Xia's shoulder.

"What do you think he's going to do?"

Tang Xia was puzzled, she tilted her head and replied, "Go to the bathroom."

Han Yu shook his head, his brows and eyes soft, "It's too simple to think." He knew Qi Hui so well that he could think with his toes that this guy had gone to the teacher's office.

Qi Hui, who had left the classroom door, turned around from the toilet and walked towards the office, as expected.

The door was closed but unlocked, and he got in easily.

Although there is surveillance on the aisle, if there is no major accident such as theft in the school, generally no one will watch the video.

It was also because of this that Qi Hui dared to sneak into the office.

The curtains were not drawn, so he didn't dare to be presumptuous, so he squatted all the way and got under Teacher Luo's table.

Because there is nothing important in the office, Teacher Luo's drawer keys are randomly thrown in the small storage box in front of the computer, and he knows it before he returns.

There were many keys, and he sat on the ground and tried them one by one. After a few minutes, he gradually returned nervously and sweated, and finally heard a slight sound of the lock being locked.

He was overjoyed, quickly opened the drawer, picked up his phone and logged into QQ, cleared all the chat records that should be cleaned up, and also deleted all the text messages, and even deleted the selfies that he thought were actually quite handsome.

After doing all this, Qi Hui let out a heavy breath, as if his mind had fallen to the ground.

He put the phone back, locked the drawer, got up and threw the key back into the storage box.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Qi turned his eyes and glanced at the table, where there was a stack of application forms for three good students.

He remembered that Mr. Luo had said at noon that students who were interested could come to her and mention it to her. It is estimated that a few people had already filled it out in the afternoon.

Qi Hui was a little curious, carefully opened a few pages to read.

Luo Yaoqiu has the habit of taking notes. She has pasted a note next to each application form, which states the student's outstanding performance since the beginning of school.

For example, Zhao Yang was the second in six classes in the physics test.

Qi back to sneer.

He continued to look down, it was the application form of study committee member Zou Ziyu.

On the sticky note posted by Luo Yaoqiu, there were only four simple words—

The report is meritorious.

Qi Hui was stunned, confused.

What does report mean?

He frowned and thought, but suddenly realized where he was now, quickly sorted the application form, opened the door on tiptoe, looked around, and hurried to the classroom.

The weekend is approaching quietly.

Tang Xia slept comfortably, and the phone suddenly screamed wildly.

She woke up instantly, squinted at the call, saw a string of numbers she didn't recognize, raised her hand to cut it off, and got back under the covers again.

A few seconds later, the phone rang again.

Tang Xia frowned, this time she didn't even poke her head out, and reached out to take the phone into the bed.

It's still the string of numbers just now.

She still pressed the phone as a garbage call.

But the person on the other side seemed to be a stubborn person. After a while, the call came in again.

Tang Xia was bored, closed her eyes and continued pinching.

After waiting for a few minutes, the person at the other end seemed to have finally given up, and the world was clean.

Tang Xia turned over in satisfaction and continued to sleep.

However, after cleaning for a while, the phone made a "ding" sound and received a text message.

The girl is really going to blow up.

She rubbed her eyes and opened them with difficulty. The sender didn't have a remark name, she clicked to open it, and laughed angrily.

It starts with 189 and ends with 0723, which is clearly the number that was called just now!

Tang Xia was overwhelmed by the other party's persistence, and opened the message unhurriedly.

The message was short, just three words - call back.

The girl was taken aback for a moment, and for some reason, the boy's face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. The crispness and arrogance revealed between the lines clearly reminded her of Han Yu.

Tang Xia lost all sleepiness in an instant, and sat up abruptly, with her messy black hair on her head, and tremblingly called back.

In fact, based on these three words alone, it is impossible to be sure that it is Han Yu. There are so many liars now, who knows what kind of person is on the other side?

But Tang Xia had a vague premonition that it must be him.

A long "beep" sound came from the phone, Tang Xia unconsciously cleared his throat.

It didn't take a moment to pick it up from the opposite side.

"It's not easy to call you."

Familiar voice, with a little ridicule and helplessness.

Tang Xia couldn't help being agitated.

It's really Han Yu!

"I thought it was a garbage call." Tang Xia explained embarrassingly, with a little hoarseness in her voice.

Han Yu laughed softly on the opposite side, "Did you get up?"

"Get up," Tang Xia looked at the time, it was almost noon, and quickly replied, "Just got up."

Han Yu was noncommittal, and asked again: "Are you free this afternoon?"

The girl put the phone aside, turned on the speakerphone, and asked while getting dressed, "What's the matter?"

"Aren't you going to the base to learn farming the day after tomorrow? I want you to go to the supermarket with me to buy something." Han Yu said lightly.

"So," Tang Xia understood, she really wanted to prepare some snacks and daily necessities, "Then I'll see you in the afternoon after dinner?"

"Yes." Han Yu agreed, since he was free all day anyway.

"But why do you have my phone?" Tang Xia asked strangely.

"Why can't there be?" Han Yu stood at the window and raised his eyebrows and asked back, but suddenly there was the sound of a key opening the door behind him.

When he turned his head, the woman was fully dressed, carrying a valuable small bag, changing shoes at the door. There was still a large bag of things at her feet, it could be seen that she had just returned from the vegetable market and bought a heavy bag of meat and vegetable ingredients.

The **** the other end of the phone was chattering about something, but Han Yu couldn't hear it clearly, so he said in a low voice, "Call me later, hang up first."

Du Ruo raised her head when she heard the sound, her smile was controlled, "Who are you calling?"

Han Yu withdrew his expression, his brows were calm, "It's none of your business."

"You child," Du Ruo frowned, but didn't get angry, "Mom won't go out today, so I'll cook after taking a break."

Han Yu didn't care. He went back to the bedroom and changed his coat. When he came out, he had already put on his bag, "I'm not at home for dinner."

Du Ruo saw that the young man was about to go out, and she was anxious, "You go out?" She paused, grabbing Han Yu's arm, "It's rare for Mom to give you—"

"I've made an appointment," Han Yu explained flatly, "I don't want to break my promise." After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Du Ruo, with silent words between his brows that both of them could understand.

"Just like you don't want to break your promise."

Du Ruo was startled, and gradually loosened his hands from the boy's arms.

"Oh, by the way," Han Yulin seemed to think of something when he went out, and reminded him, "There will be an outing at school next week, and you won't be back until Friday. You don't have to abide by the agreement, so take yourself a few days off."

Before he finished speaking, he stepped out.

Du Ruo watched the young man go downstairs with his back straight and proud like the sun.

She closed the door and leaned against the wall in silence.

A moment later, the always noble and elegant woman picked up the plastic bag and smashed it to the ground!

The fresh fish bought in the bag bounced wildly on the floor, and the prime pork ribs, which were still bloody, also rolled out, making a mess.

Du Ruo was so angry that he didn't even pack his things, just put his bag on his back and left.

In the living room, only the water-deficient fish kept turning over and making noise.

And gradually, even the fish stopped jumping, and the air seemed to condense.