Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

"Han Yu, here!" Qi Hui called him from the last row, "There is a seat for you!"

Han Yu bowed his head, Tang Xia was still laughing with Xu Yayao.

His face darkened, and the classmates behind him urged him in a low voice because he blocked the road.

Han Yu was quite depressed, and walked back after a big stride.

Back then, when I was traveling, the last row was always where the best boys in the class gathered. Not only do you need to be close, but you also need to have some status in the class.

Of course, this status does not refer to how good your academic performance is, but to someone who is good-looking, has a lively personality, and can make girls giggle with a single sentence.

Qi Hui is almost exactly the same.

Han Yu sat over, and the boys around him eagerly took out the paper version of Three Kingdoms Killing to play.

Zhao Yang, who was sitting in front of them, turned his head for a glance, then turned around silently.

Qi Hui noticed it and didn't care.

If he still didn't believe this, Zhao Yang had to report to Mr. Luo.

"Han Yu, do you want to come together?" Qi pushed back the young man beside him.

He sat by the window, with his arms resting on the window sill, and he refused lightly when he heard the words, "No, you guys can play."

Qi Hui didn't force him, he threw his schoolbag at his feet, and played with the students next to him in full swing.

The car started slowly.

Everyone was so excited that it took about half an hour before the car became a little quieter.

Teacher Luo got up and said to the boys in the back row: "There are still more than two hours to go, can't you stop?"

Qi Hui originally planned to pack up, because he actually suffers from motion sickness, and he already felt unwell with his head down and the bumps along the way.

"Stop playing, stop playing." Qi Hui waved his hands, his stomach churning.

Han Yu turned his head to look at him, feeling uneasy, "Are you going to vomit?" He knew Qi Hui so well, just seeing the disheveled expression on the latter's face, he felt bad, "I warn you not to vomit on me—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Qi Hui's face suddenly changed, he reached out and swung Han Yu away, and opened the window suddenly!

"vomit-"

The sour, pungent smell hit Han Yu's face, and his entire facial features were deformed.

"Teacher, Qi vomited!" The boy beside him hurriedly shouted.

The students sitting in front turned their heads one after another.

Qi Hui actually didn't vomit that badly, he didn't eat breakfast, he just felt a little nauseous in his stomach, and some sour water came out.

"What's the matter?" Teacher Luo immediately came from the front when he heard the words.

Qi Hui gave the "kind-hearted" classmate a vicious look, "It's okay," he just wiped his mouth with his sleeve without paying attention, "It's much more comfortable."

Han Yu almost gritted his teeth and jumped up from his seat, his brows twitched violently, wishing he could strangle Qi Hui to death.

He even said "much more comfortable"!

This kid is very comfortable, he is almost unbearable by the smell!

Han Yu was already obsessed with cleanliness. Although he didn't get anything on his body, the boy's entire scalp would tingle just thinking about Qi Hui laying on the windowside and retching just now.

"Teacher, I want to change seats." Han Yu said with a dark face.

Qi Hui blew his beard and stared, "I didn't dirty your seat!"

"You've polluted the air here." Han Yu retorted.

"..." Qi Hui choked in his throat, unable to speak to him.

This is a 45-seat bus. Except for the 40 students in the class and the seats that Mr. Luo is currently sitting on, there are still 4 vacant seats, but they are all occupied by a few students with a lot of luggage. But just now, she was explaining to Ren Linlin the life matters that she should pay attention to when she arrived at the base, so she called the girl to her side.

"Then you can take Ren Linlin's seat." Teacher Luo thought for a while.

Without even thinking about it, Han Yu passed Qi Hui and walked forward.

He couldn't stand it for a second.

If he hadn't gotten on the highway now, he wouldn't even want to take this car.

Before Zou Ziyu could react, when he turned his head, the young man with a delicate profile had already sat beside him.

She felt elated for a moment.

It turns out that I can also get so close to this young man who is like the proud son of heaven.

"Well, why don't you give her Ren Linlin's bag, are you comfortable sitting like this?"

Han Yu's current seat is Ren Linlin's, and the latter's backpack is still on the seat, Zou Ziyu asked intimately.

The boy frowned, and took out the schoolbag that was stuck on his back with his backhand.

He said why he felt crowded while sitting.

"The one in front, please pass it on." Han Yu reached out and handed the bag in the aisle.

His angle is just right to pass to the students diagonally ahead.

Tang Xia turned her head when she heard the sound, and met the boy's eyes at a glance.

Han Yu was taken aback, and Tang Xia was also taken aback.

"Whose bag?" The girl was stunned for a moment, then asked softly after taking it.

Han Yu pursed his lips and remained silent, while Zou Ziyu stuck his head out and smiled sweetly, "Ren Linlin's."

"Okay." Tang Xia nodded, took the bag and turned back.

Han Yu was suddenly bored.

He stared at the small half of the girl's exposed shoulder diagonally in front of him for a few minutes, and seeing that she didn't intend to turn around again, he became more and more displeased, so he leaned heavily on the back of the chair, turned his head sideways and turned his face to the car window.

From the corner of his eyes, Zou Ziyu noticed that the young man looked over, and lowered his eyes slightly.

Although he knew that Han Yu was not necessarily looking at him, he still felt shy and uncomfortable.

She sat quietly like a lady for about ten minutes, and finally mustered up the courage to turn her head slowly, trying to find something to chat with Han Yu. But he didn't think about it, he turned his head and saw that the boy had closed his eyes on his side, his sleeping face was peaceful.

Zou Ziyu was absent for a moment.

Han Yu's white and jade-like cheeks were only a few tens of centimeters away from her, so close, so close that she could even hear his breathing clearly, with an intoxicating breath and rhythm.

Eyebrows like hooks, eyes like moons, under the tall and straight nose, the thin lips pursed into a straight line are slightly drawn.

Han Yu is really pretty.

Zou Ziyu looked at him obsessively, and thought to himself that such a Han Yu is lucky to be a young man, otherwise even she would be jealous of his appearance, which is so exciting.

She moved her body down cautiously, her whole body was relaxed against the back of the chair, she turned sideways like Han Yu, and slowly closed her eyes for a nap.

Boys and girls both have outstanding looks, and they belong to the type that can be called a perfect match when they stand together.

At that time, they were relatively light sleepers, with the same arcs outlined by the sunlight on their side cheeks, which also suffocated time.

Tang Xia turned her head and saw such a beautiful scene.

Biting her lower lip with her white teeth, the girl inexplicably felt that her eyes were dazzling, and she turned her head after looking at it for a while.

The bus was speeding on the high speed, Tang Xia looked out the window at the rapid reverse scenery, and his depressed mood became cheerful again in a short while.

Everyone has his circle, you can't enjoy your life and ask him to treat you as his only friend.

Even though you realize later that you feel a little unhappy in your heart.

However, friendship also requires fairness.