Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

Ying Xuefu stood alone in the empty dormitory.

The girl has a beautiful side face, and her appearance is just like her name, which is amazing.

However, she is hesitating.

Zou Ziyu was her classmate before entering high school. At that time, the relationship between the two was pretty good. After they separated in high school, it was rare to get in touch with each other. It wasn't until we met in the student union before the semester that we gradually got to know each other again.

Ying Xuefu is very smart and knows the reason why Zou Ziyu and her get along well.

She and Han Yu could be regarded as somewhat of a relative.

Her mother is Han Yu's aunt.

She is Han Yu's cousin.

But to be honest, there is no blood closeness at all in this kinship relationship.

Ying Xuefu was helpless.

She actually doesn't like this kind of pediatric tricks, she even thinks that Zou Ziyu's actions are meaningless.

What's the use of teasing? After the teasing, will Han Yu dislike Tang Xia and like Zou Ziyu instead?

Ying Xuefu sneered.

But thinking so, she did it anyway.

Girls at that time, in their hearts, were restless because they liked to watch the show, as if others were making a fool of themselves, they would prefer to shout "Oh, oh, oh", watch with a sympathetic and concerned look, and then laugh behind their backs for a long time.

Ying Xuefu admitted that she also had this kind of thinking.

In other words, everyone has such thoughts.

She took out a plastic bottle from her school uniform pocket, and those millipedes crawled back and forth inside the bottle, twisting and twisting their bodies, and accidentally got entangled together, all as long as thumbs.

Ying Xuefu couldn't help retching, and hurried to Tang Xia's bed, lifted the quilt, undid the zipper on the quilt cover, and quickly unscrewed the bottle cap.

After being imprisoned for a day, Malu immediately crawled out along the mouth of the bottle.

Ying Xuefu watched helplessly as these disgusting bugs slowly fell out like short black strings.

Sure enough, she smelled an unpleasant stench. She couldn't tell what it was, but it was weird.

Holding her breath, the girl let Malu crawl into the quilt, and then closed the zipper, leaving only a small gap, before returning the quilt to its original shape in disgust.

After doing all this, Ying Xuefu immediately went out and threw away the mineral water bottle. Although she didn't touch it directly, she already felt that Malu's stench was on her hands, which made her very disgusted with herself.

She washed her hands with soap several times, but the discomfort in her heart was still obvious. But no matter what, she has already done what Zou Ziyu asked her to do, and the next step is to watch the play.

Ying Xuefu returned to the dormitory, walked around the room, and didn't feel any flaws, so she left to go to the cafeteria with peace of mind.

When Tang Xia came back from the shower at night, she found nothing unusual, and even sat cross-legged on the bed with Xu Yayao for a long time.

At the same time as yesterday, Qi came back and knocked on the door of their dormitory.

Ying Xuefu still opened the door.

"Tang Xia," she turned around, "someone is looking for you."

Qi Hui was a little embarrassed, "No, no, I won't look for her."

Tang Xia had already heard the sound and ran over, so Qi Hui had no choice but to stuff the yogurt into her hand first, "Han Yu told me to bring it by the way," then he looked at Ying Xuefu and giggled, "I'm looking for you."

Ying Xuefu frowned, normally she would have ignored Qi Hui, but today...

To be honest, there were bugs in the dormitory, even though she was on Tang Xia's bed, she still felt uncomfortable. What if the bug crawled out and ran to your bed?

Ying Xuefu's scalp tingles just thinking about it.

She didn't want to be in the dormitory at all.

"Then go out and talk." So she replied.

The young man was overjoyed and nodded happily, "Okay, okay."

Tang Xia grabbed the edge of the door and asked Qi Hui in a low voice, "Hasn't Han Yu come?"

"He and Fu Han went to play basketball with the teachers at the base." Qi didn't look back, and he knew he was in a good mood just by hearing the voice. "If you want to see it, it's on the basketball court in front of the cafeteria."

"Oh." Tang Xia understood, and looked down at the yogurt in her hand.

He really loves basketball.

Tang Xia didn't go to the stadium, but there were quite a few girls watching by the stadium.

Yu Man was among them.

Because Qin Yuan is also playing basketball on the court.

Nighttime life at the base is very boring. Usually, after eating and taking a shower, they return to the dormitory. The students are like this, and so are the staff at the base.

They don't have TVs and computers, only mobile phones that don't connect to the Internet. The only thing they can usually use to pass the day is exercise.

There is no football field or tennis court in the base, only a basketball court made of concrete. Even the basket is rusted and the net is broken.

But that doesn't stop them from playing basketball.

In the current match, the two sides are the main force of the No. 1 Middle School team, basketball fans, and several male teachers at the base.

The first squadron was headed by Han Yu, plus Qin Yuan, Fu Han and two other boys.

But the base side is a bit impressive.

The leader turned out to be Song Ge, who is thin and thin.

The students in class six were very familiar with Brother Song, and kindly reminded him before the game: "Brother Song, the boys in our class are very good, come down quickly, don't get beaten up."

There is ridicule in the words.

Brother Song still looked shy, scratching his head in embarrassment, "It's okay, just have fun, don't care about winning or losing."

Everyone laughed again, as if they were waiting to see No. 1 Middle School crush the base with a big score.

Unexpectedly, after playing for half an hour, the score increased alternately!

Everyone was stunned.

Brother Song looked small and had a gentle personality, but he didn't expect that at the beginning of the game, he dribbled the ball like the wind.

His style of play is very brutal, only seeking speed and strength, not coordination. Basically, when he got the ball, he ran all the way, pushing the defensive line of No. 1 middle school, and forced a layup.

This style of play will often receive penalty cards in official games, but now they play more casually and don't care so much.

Han Yu was a little unhappy.

Every time Brother Song scored a point, he would smile and say humbly, "Continue?"

Hearing the faint provocation, the young man frowned and said—

"continue."

The injury on Qin Yuan's right arm hadn't healed well, so he couldn't dribble too much. After playing for a while, Song Ge saw the way, and Qin Yuan kept cutting it off.

This made Qin Yuan very annoyed.

During the intermission, Han Yu replaced Qin Yuan and let a bench player from the school team play.

"Brother Song, you are not simple." Fu Han threw a bottle of water to Brother Song, and said with a smile, "I can't tell, it's awesome."

Han Yu sat on the side and glanced at Brother Song coldly, but didn't speak.

This style of play is common in street basketball.

Song Ge played the center position like the boy, but he did both the big and small forwards. Although the score was fast and brutal, it was very easy to consume energy. The second half was when they opened up the gap.

The temporary referee blew his whistle, and the players of both sides re-entered the field.

The boys watching started cheering, and the girls started screaming.