Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

That is a very dressy woman.

She wears a ball head, but it is different from Luo Yaoqiu's old-fashioned hairstyle, but it is high and fixed with hairpins, and she also wears a silver crystal-like headband in front.

One of the most popular hair accessories at that time.

Not only did the woman wear hair accessories, but she also wore pearl earrings, and even the overcoat she wore seemed to be more expensive than other people's.

This is what Tang Xia felt.

Moreover, Tang Xia also felt that the woman was very young.

Maybe it has something to do with her makeup.

Make-up was not popular back then, and girls could count it as a grand dress if they put on lipstick and nail polish. But this woman is different, she is very white, the kind of white that has been powdered, and she has applied mascara, eyeliner, and blush.

All in all.

But her own background is also good, with curved eyebrows, deep eyes, a straight nose and plump lips. The facial features are pretty, and makeup is the icing on the cake, making her even more beautiful.

Compared with Wang Yize's mother next to her, this woman is as noble as a white swan.

Tang Xia can't think of any adjectives to describe her, beauty is too empty, she should have more things besides beauty.

Maybe it's the temperament.

Other parents sat there, some crossed their legs and chatted, and some lowered their heads and played with their phones in silence. There was only her, with her back straight, her sitting posture upright, her hands resting on her lower abdomen, peaceful and peaceful.

Like a ballet dancer.

Tang Xia found a trace of Han Yu in her expression.

Sure enough, it was mother and son, just sitting silently, the indifference between the brows seemed to be too much.

Tang Xia watched quietly, when suddenly the familiar sound of high heels stomping on the ground came from behind.

"Tang Xia."

Turning around, it was indeed Luo Yaoqiu's serious face.

Tang Xia lowered his head reflexively.

"Wait for you to go to my office." Teacher Luo and Tang Xia had negotiated in private. As long as the girl wrote a self-criticism and sincerely repented, she would not announce it to the class or even the school, so as to save some sympathy.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether Mr. Luo says it or not, which student in Class 6 doesn't know that she cheated and was caught!

But Tang Xia didn't dare to say that, she just said honestly: "Well, I know teacher."

Teacher Luo pushed down her glasses, turned around and reminded the other students, "Don't crowd around here, let's go." After she finished speaking, she entered the classroom with a notebook under her arm, and closed the door.

There were not many students standing in the aisle, the boys all ran to the gymnasium to play, leaving only a few girls with nothing to do, huddling together and chatting.

Tang Xia greeted Xu Yayao and went to the office.

As she walked, she deliberately touched the self-criticism book folded into a square shape in her pocket, feeling very nervous.

after an hour.

Han Yu put his school uniform jacket on his shoulders casually, and walked past the office with a bottle of drink in his hand.

He glanced inadvertently and saw the girl sitting inside alone. Because the teacher had already gone to the meeting, and the air conditioner in the room was not even turned on, she was so cold that she stomped her feet gently and cautiously.

By coincidence, Han Yu pushed open the door.

After he went in, he regretted it.

Tang Xia's black and white eyes looked straight over, revealing a trace of embarrassment and confusion.

The boy pursed his lips, ignored her gaze, took two steps forward, and reached out to pick up the remote control of the air conditioner on the teacher's desk.

In an instant, he was very close to Tang Xia.

A light gray pullover, the cuffs were rolled up to the elbows by him, revealing two white arms, as delicate as suet jade.

"Di-"

The air conditioner was turned on, and warm air blew out with a bang.

Tang Xia looked at Han Yu in a daze, and he put down the remote control again, his tense jaw curved in a gentle arc that he had never seen before, which seemed hazy at first glance.

After Han Yu turned on the air conditioner for her, he turned around and went out.

Neither of them said a word.

After a while.

Tang Xia suddenly felt his body warm up, and even the bottom of his heart slightly warmed up.

Han Yu should be suddenly friendly because he took the blame for him, right?

Girls think so.

But it's okay, compared to the previous relationship, it's an icebreaker now.

pretty good.

On the other side, Han Yu has returned to the front of the classroom.

Teacher Luo hadn't finished the parent-teacher meeting yet, he was sitting on the steps at the top of the stairs, thinking.

What the **** just now...

He is not a person who knows how to repay kindness, and he will not show kindness occasionally. If he has to find a reason for his previous behavior, then he can only think that he thinks Tang Xia is stupid.

The air conditioner is not turned on, so to be honest, it can be called a stay.

The young man pursed his mouth and sneered secretly.

After waiting for about half an hour, most of the students who had dispersed before came back and gathered together in small groups, talking nonsense.

After Qi Hui and Han Yu finished playing basketball, they went to play football with students from other classes, and they didn't come back until now. He sat down next to Han Yu with a big face, unscrewed the soda bottle and raised his head to drink it vigorously.

Then, Qi Hui hiccupped indistinctly.

Han Yu glanced at him in disgust.

"Is your mother here today?" Qi Hui asked.

Han Yu's face turned cold, "If the teacher didn't make it mandatory for parents to be present, how could she come?"

Qi returned to sigh.

He knew a little about Han Yu's family situation, and it was... embarrassing.

The two teenagers were silent, and after about ten minutes, the back door of the classroom opened.

The parents came out one after another, and all patted Han Yu on the back.

"Let's go." He said, taking his clothes and getting up first.

Han Yu was careless, but it was only a few meters away, and he walked for a long time.

The parents of almost every student were blocking the aisle, pulling their children to their side, chattering about something.

After Han Mu came out, she waved to Han Yu who was standing outside the crowd.

"Come here, what are you doing standing so far away?" She scolded, her smile was just right, just like the politeness in the workplace.

Han Yu didn't move.

The woman's face was a bit embarrassed, but she couldn't speak harshly because of the presence of so many people, so she just walked towards Han Yu by herself.

As soon as she took a step, the boy opposite also took a step back.

Han's mother barely maintained her composure, but she couldn't hold it anymore.

Just at this time, Teacher Luo led Tang Xuan past.

The latter was surprised when he saw Han Yu, "Hey," he said, "It's you."

Han Yu raised his eyes and had an impression of this person.

Tang Xia's elder brother took a ride by himself on New Year's Eve.

"Hi." Han Yu greeted politely.

Because Teacher Luo wanted to take him to the office and said that he had something to discuss in private, Tang Xuan didn't stop, put his hand on Han Yu's shoulder, and hurried away.

When Han Yu looked away, his mother had already stood in front of him.

"You know when someone you don't know greets you," the woman smiled angrily, "Your mother was talking to you, why didn't you hear me?"

She has a tutor, no matter how annoyed she is, her tone is still gentle.

Han Yu looked at her expressionlessly.

For a moment, he said—

"Because this person I don't know sent me home on New Year's Eve," he paused, the sarcasm gradually brewing on his face, "but where were you that day?"