Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

The girl sat with her knees hugged, watching people playing badminton and basketball in twos and threes in the gymnasium, and began to doze off for no reason.

Recently, I have been spending all my spare time reviewing. I often stay up late at night, and my sleep time has dropped sharply. She has a poor foundation, and if she doesn't work hard, her monthly exam results will be ugly.

After all, since the test at the beginning of school, this month's monthly test is the first unified test of all subjects after the division of subjects, and the importance can be imagined.

Tang Xia wanted to see what her current level was, what her ranking was in the grade, and whether she could go to a university.

The girl rested her elbows on her dress, rested her chin on her palm, her eyelids were fighting, and she was drowsy.

There is a central air conditioner in the gymnasium, and the temperature is just right. At this time, it is the "spring sleepiness" in the midst of spring sleepiness and autumn exhaustion. Tang Xia became more and more sleepy as she sat, and then she just lay down and slept comfortably with the clothes on her knees as her pillow.

In a daze, she didn't know how long she had slept, anyway, Tang Xia didn't wake up from her sleep until she felt someone pushing her gently.

She has been dreaming a lot recently, and she can dream seven or eight non-repetitive dreams in one night. This is probably one of the reasons why she is very tired during this period of time—the brain is too active at night.

When Han Yu woke her up, she was also dreaming.

She couldn't remember what she dreamed about, it was very shallow, but she didn't think it was a nightmare.

"Did you dream about eating?" The boy squatted in front of Tang Xia, looked at her drool, and burst out laughing.

Tang Xia's eyes were sleepy, she didn't understand, she just shook her head honestly, "No." The girl's voice was soft and waxy, rough listening, but there was still a child's milky voice.

The young man was in a daze.

He was overwhelmed by Tang Xia's voice.

He raised his hand and handed over a tissue, "Wipe it, the saliva is dripping out."

Tang Xia was stunned for a moment, and then his vision gradually cleared up, and he could clearly see Han Yu's exquisite face in front of him.

And his sentence - "Drool is coming out."

The girl's scalp went numb, and she quickly raised her arm and wiped the corner of her mouth with her sleeve, flustered and embarrassed.

"That, that..." Tang Xia woke up suddenly, her eyes widened, avoiding Han Yu's gaze and looking straight at the person in the distance, but her eyes were not focused.

She kept saying illogical words, as if to ease the embarrassment, but in Han Yu's eyes, she couldn't help but look funny.

"It's embarrassing?" The boy raised his eyebrows and asked her.

"..." Tang Xia choked, how should I answer this?

"That's one sentence, I don't know whether to say it or not." The boy shook his head like those characters on TV.

"...What will happen if I say it?" Tang Xia swallowed and asked.

"You might feel even more ashamed if you tell me." The young man was so serious that Tang Xia had no choice but to believe it.

But... people are curious, and so is Tang Xia. Even though she knew Han Yu very well now, knew that the boy would not lie, and did not bother to lie to lie to herself, but she still couldn't help gritting her teeth, wanting to know what the words would make her feel more ashamed than drooling in front of him.

"Tell me." Tang Xia hesitated, but finally took a deep breath, and fixedly looked at Han Yu, with the determination of "heroic sacrifice" on his face.

It seemed that Tang Xia was certain that Tang Xia would ask, Han Yu smiled and said slowly—

"Your saliva dripped on my clothes."

Tang Xiaru was bombarded by five thunders, and her whole body, from head to toe, from inside to outside, was instantly frozen to the point of being unable to move.

Feeling out of body.

Han Yu was tired from squatting, so he simply sat down, looked up at Tang Xia with his beautiful face up, and was in a great mood.

He had a panoramic view of the girl's expression, and saw her embarrassment, and there was even a little bit of embarrassment in it... Feeling ashamed?

Tang Xia is indeed heartbroken now.

Not only is her heart ashamed, but she would rather die than die!

"Look," it turned out that Han Yu didn't open any pot and lifted which pot. He pointed to his school uniform on her lap sincerely, and said, "Here, there are traces of saliva." His tone was serious, and his eyes were also serious , as if to say-look, I didn't lie to you.

Tang Xia couldn't help but shuddered, wanting to cry without tears.

Are you sure Han Yu is not watching her joke?

"Yes, I'm sorry..." the girl murmured, slowly lowering her head.

The dark school uniform was folded very neatly by her, but it was neat and tidy. There was indeed a clear water stain on the back of the school uniform under the neckline.

still shiny...

Tang Xia's eyes went dark, and the despair of the sky falling and the earth falling suddenly rushed to his face, surging to the extreme.

She remembered that on New Year's Eve, Han Yu from the hot pot restaurant would rather walk home in single clothes in the winter than throw away his beer-stained coat.

She recalled the day when she went to the base, Han Yu, who was sitting next to Qi Hui, didn't even get any vomit, and wanted to change seats as if he was furious.

And now...

Tang Xia focused her attention and forced herself to take another look at the school uniform she had "ruined".

Inexplicably, there was a kind of guilt and shame of "you entrusted me with a good piece of clothing but I didn't fulfill my responsibility".

Will Han Yu be furious immediately, grab his clothes and throw them into the trash can?

Maybe he will also stuff her into the trash can by the way...

"Are you angry?" Tang Xia hung her head, extremely annoyed, "You have a cleanliness habit, right?"

Han Yu was noncommittal, folded his arms and nodded calmly, "Yes."

The young man was so sure, with a calm tone.

Tang Xia didn't dare to look up at Han Yu, and only asked tentatively in a low voice, in a negotiating tone: "How about...I'll take it back for you to wash?"

Han Yu was silent for a moment, which made the girl very worried.

He won't be really angry, will he? It seems that Han Yu's bottom line of cleanliness cannot be easily touched in the future.

Tang Xia raised her eyes cautiously, secretly went to look at the young man, and was a little afraid that she would be terrified if she really saw his sullen expression. In fact, Tang Xia hadn't seen Han Yu angry for a long time, since the two reconciled, not once.

She thought that this time, she would go back to before liberation, but the result turned out to be unexpected.

The boy unexpectedly smiled lightly, not too strong, but still dazzling, "So kind to me?" He didn't answer the question, his tone soft.

"Isn't it because... it made your clothes dirty..." Tang Xia said in a low voice, embarrassed.

Han Yu didn't jump into a rage like she imagined, but calmly took the clothes from the girl's arms, and put them on her shoulders with a wave of his hand, "It's okay, I don't mind."

The girl was stunned, raised her face and asked in doubt: "Aren't you a clean freak?"

Han Yu didn't deny it, and nodded seriously, "Yes." His voice was clear and his words were clear.

"Then you don't dislike me..." Tang Xia gritted her teeth and said cheekily, "Drool?"

Han Yu smiled, reached out his hand at last, rubbed her head as usual, and then said two words gently——

"Look at people."