Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

"Aren't you wearing earphones?" Tang Xia asked in surprise, "Why can you still hear me?"

Han Yu raised his eyebrows, and there was a trace of warmth between his brows.

"Mute on." He explained lightly.

"That's it," Tang Xia understood, lay down on the table and turned on her phone, ready to browse the forum, "Then I won't bother you now, I'll play alone for a while."

The teenager couldn't laugh or cry.

Does she really not know that if the sound is muted while playing the game, will the game be much less fun?

Did she really not feel that she cared so much for her?

That's all.

Han Yu shook his head helplessly, but still didn't turn on his voice.

In the chat box in the lower left corner, someone scolded the boy as a "pig teammate".

Because they turned on the audio to facilitate communication while forming a group, but Han Yu didn't participate in the whole process, and missed some strategic plans.

The short-tempered boy snorted coldly, and his fingers danced on the keyboard again.

half an hour later.

"Your uncle!" Qi Hui yelled loudly, and Tang Xia, who was opposite him, instantly straightened up and looked at him in shock.

Others in the Internet cafe were not used to it, except for the girl, Qi Hui didn't attract much attention at all.

"What's wrong?" Tang Xia asked in a daze.

Han Yu took off his earphones, rubbed the center of his brows, squinted his eyes as if taking a short break, and said, "I lost."

Tang Xia didn't know how to answer the call, so she simply lowered her head to look at her phone again.

Anyway, she doesn't understand the boy's game world.

"I said Han Yu, you didn't do it right today." Qi Hui was worried about the loss of the last game, pointing at the young man with a look of resentment, "Is there something that distracted you... something?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Tang Xia intentionally or unintentionally.

Han Yu squinted in the direction Qi Hui was looking at.

There was a few seconds of silence in the air.

Tang Xia noticed it and raised her head subconsciously.

As a result, it happened to meet the narrow eyes on the opposite side.

In fact, she just heard his teasing words.

"Han Yu, do you think so?" Qi Hui continued to tease the two of them.

Unexpectedly, the next moment—

"I'm not a thing."

"She's not a thing."

The atmosphere froze just right.

It seemed to freeze into an icicle in an instant.

Qi Hui held back desperately, and couldn't hold it anymore after holding it for three seconds, "Hahahahaha—" His laughter was so loud that it even formed an echo in the private room, and then penetrated the glass sliding door that was not closed tightly , circling back and forth in the hall.

Tang Xia's face was flushed, she turned her head to stare at Han Yu, and was suddenly laughed angrily by him.

The young man realized something was wrong just after he finished speaking. After choking for a second, he raised his hand and threw the coat on the table viciously at Qi Hui's face.

"Damn it, do you know how to ask questions!" Han Yu said angrily.

It was as if he was scolding Tang Xia.

Qi Hui was already laughing until tears flowed out, hugging his stomach and screaming, with Han Yu's clothes still on his head.

"You can't blame me," he rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, almost out of breath with joy, "Tang Xia herself said that she is nothing—"

Halfway through the conversation, Han Yu's schoolbag flew over again.

"Hurry up and shut up!" The young man had a dark face, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Qi returned to his forehead to suffer from the pain, yelled "Aw", retreated to his seat and did not speak.

Tang Xia hid behind the computer, giggling.

In fact, when Han Yu and Qi Hui get along, they are completely relaxed.

That's good, really good.

Tang Xia leaned back slowly, watching the young man next to him put on the earphones again, his straight back like a towering mountain.

That day, the three of them did not stay overnight.

Because Han Yu said that Tang Xia should go home.

Unhappy Qi Hui muttered, "She can go home, but you don't have to. If your dormitory is closed, you can sleep in my house."

Han Yu ignored him, and walked out of the Internet cafe first, carrying Tang Xia's schoolbag.

Girls can't stay up late, let alone all night, it's not safe.

So the two parted ways with Qi Hui as soon as they went out.

The kid was so angry that he stood at the door of the Internet cafe and cursed again.

Han Yu first sent Tang Xia back to his aunt's house, and made an appointment that he would come to her the next day and accompany her to pack up and go back to his home.

Then he waved at Tang Xia, and walked towards the school alone through the night.

It was past nine o'clock, when the streets were bustling.

The neon lights and street lights complement each other, reflecting a charming light on the ground. The students around me are all traveling together, still wearing school uniforms, and they seem to be enjoying the joy of the holiday.

Han Yu was in a good mood, and walked slowly along the way, as if deliberately killing time.

When I was about to arrive at school, music suddenly came from the mobile phone in my trousers pocket.

He was taking out his campus card in his schoolbag and swiping the school's access control. He didn't have time to pick it up for a while, so he just let his phone keep ringing.

Because Han Yu was sure that it wasn't Tang Xia's call.

Because he set a special ringtone for her.

In this way, I can not miss or even answer all the girl's calls slowly.

In this way, the boy will be more convinced that she is special.

After finally touching the campus card, the ringing of the phone just stopped.

Han Yu was not in a hurry, he walked into the school slowly, bypassed the playground, and when he was almost downstairs in the dormitory, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket in an unhurried manner.

The moment the screen was turned on, the satisfaction that had lasted all night in the boy's eyes instantly faded away, followed by deep displeasure.

He didn't call back, but turned off the screen again, holding the phone tightly in his palm.

Distracted emotions arise spontaneously.

It was my mother calling.

Han Yu suddenly felt chest tightness and couldn't breathe freely.

"I'm back."

Entering the gate, the dormitory aunt raised her head and offered a greeting.

The boy was taken aback for a moment, and then he replied in a low voice, "En."

He was not used to greeting people, and when he lived alone at home, no one had ever greeted him, so the friendliness of the housekeeper made Han Yu very uncomfortable.

But honestly...

After the discomfort, it was quite comforting.

As Han Yu went upstairs, the whole male dormitory was very quiet, except for a few dormitories where the lights were on, and almost everyone went home.

It was the same with them in Room 612. Three of the four left, and only Han Yu remained.

The young man is not afraid of being alone, he is used to being lonely anyway.

He was too lazy to go downstairs to get hot water, so he took a cold shower in the bathroom, and when the boy came out with wet hair and bare feet, he heard his cell phone on the table rang again.

Han Yu can guess who it is without looking at the name in the note.

He sighed and stroked his wet hair, and finally took it.

"Hey," Han Yu said impatiently, "What's the matter?"

"Son," Du Ruo's voice was a little empty, as if he was outside, "Have you been on vacation?"

Ah…

The young man smiled silently, full of sarcasm.

Parents of other people care about their children before the exam.

Only his parents made some false greetings after the holiday.

"Yes." Han Yu replied.

"Then you pack your luggage tonight, and mom will pick you up tomorrow." Du Ruo answered quickly.