MTL - Male God’s Freestyle Flirting-Chapter 312 turtle

Tang Xia hesitated for a moment, thinking whether he should go to see Han Yu.

From her angle, although she couldn't see the boy's haggard face, she could clearly feel his exhaustion.

Han Yu lay limply on the desk, with half of his head buried in the wide school uniform, revealing the fair skin on the back of his neck.

Pan Ziyan drew seriously on the place where his elbow was propped up, halfway through the painting she made herself laugh, and she covered her mouth and "puchipuchi" was very happy. She finally finished drawing, and when she looked up, she saw Tang Xia standing a few steps away with her schoolbag on her back.

There is a feeling of being caught on the spot for doing something bad.

Pan Ziyan held back her laughter, not worried that Tang Xia would get angry, she just pointed to Han Yu, squeezed her throat and said, "I fell asleep, I slept very deeply."

Tang Xia tilted her head and patted the boy's shoulder lightly.

He didn't move.

The girl sighed silently, thinking with her toes, she knew that he must have not returned to the dormitory last night.

Tang Xia returned to her seat and handed in her homework, took out the English manual and began to recite words. Ten minutes later, the classroom gradually became bustling, and the bell rang for the morning self-study.

Han Yu frowned in his sleep, barely opened his eyes, his vision was blurry.

He shook his head vigorously, supported the desk with his arms, and couldn't help yawning.

Pan Ziyan was very curious, how would Han Yu react when he found out that he had drawn pictures on his school uniform?

Therefore, she seemed to be sorting out the textbooks, but she was secretly watching the teenager beside her sideways.

Han Yu missed the gate control time last night, so he randomly found an Internet cafe near the school to stay. In the past, he would definitely have to play games all night, but now, Han Yu is very motivated. He turned on the soft music on the computer, put on his headphones, took out a stack of test papers and started to study the questions.

The people passing by laughed at him. After all, the boys who stayed up late at the Internet cafe at that time looked down on the students who loved to study.

However, because the atmosphere of the Internet cafe was really not good, the smell of smoke was heavy, and the environment was noisy, Han Yu held back his temper and rushed to do his homework in the first half of the night, and was so sleepy in the second half of the night that he took a nap for two hours with his earphones and squinting his eyes.

But he finally got rid of that abnormality, and he felt a lot better.

It's not some old man in the legend, but a middle-aged man who is only over forty years old. He has a normal mind, but he has a penchant for exhibitionism. When the police were interrogating him, Han Yu stayed for a while and overheard some information.

Rubbing his sore temple with his thumb, Han Yu slowly sat up straight.

I feel like my spirit has recovered a bit.

Pan Ziyan waited for a long time but did not get any response from Han Yu. She was impatient and simply "coughed" twice, trying to attract the boy's attention.

As a result, the other party ignored her at all, and sorted out the textbooks needed for morning self-study by herself.

Pan Ziyan was speechless, and said straight to the point: "Hello!"

Han Yu didn't turn his head.

"Hi!" She raised her voice, quite annoyed, "You fell asleep just now, and you crossed the 38th parallel."

The girl's ending sounds a little bit playful and proud, and I'm looking forward to Han Yu's next expression.

Not surprisingly, the young man seemed to be wearing a mask of indifference and alienation, but when Pan Ziyan finished speaking, a crack appeared in the so-called "mask".

He lowered his head slowly.

The autumn school uniform of No. 1 Middle School is different from the dark gray winter school uniform. It is a blue and white sports jacket with blue front and back and white arms.

Han Yu saw at a glance that an ugly "turtle" was "crawling" on his left arm.

The "tortoise" has a huge head, limbs of different lengths, and no tail. The turtle shell is missing a piece in the east and west, and it is not a complete ellipse at all.

Against the white background, this tortoise, outlined with black lines, is particularly conspicuous.

Han Yu's eyes immediately went dark.

Pan Ziyan couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud, "Hahahahahaha—" She didn't hide it, rubbing her cheeks, and said intermittently, "I can't blame me, you crossed the line yourself, it's fair!"

She laughed so hard that tears came out, shaking her head and jubilantly.

All eyes in the class were attracted.

Han Yu jumped up from his seat in an instant, took two deep breaths, couldn't hold back, pointed at Pan Ziyan's nose and got angry.

"you-"

"I drew it, what's the matter?" Pan Ziyan took the conversation, without any fear.

The classroom was so quiet that it was as if a needle had dropped and could be heard.

Few people in class six don't know about Han Yu's cleanliness obsession. If there is, then Pan Ziyan is one of them.

"Awesome..." Qi Hui murmured in amazement.

Pan Ziyan had never seen Han Yu lose his temper before. According to Qi Hui's understanding of the boy, she should have touched the point of Han Yu's anger.

Tang Xia couldn't help but sweat for Pan Ziyan.

You know, when Zou Ziyu accidentally spilled wine on Han Yu's down jacket, he threw it into the trash can in distaste, preferring to go out on the street without a coat in the winter. Now, Pan Ziyan did it on purpose, deliberately drawing an ugly turtle on Han Yu's sleeve, no wonder he is not mad!

"Pan, Zi, Yan!"

The young man seemed to struggle to squeeze out each word from between his teeth.

She stared back haughtily.

"boom!"

Han Yu clenched his fist and thumped **** the desk, flipping away the pen that Pan Ziyan placed on the 38th line.

After all, she is a girl, Pan Ziyan's heart shuddered, and she met Han Yu's eyes.

His eyes were deep, and his pupils were like obsidian, quenching strong emotions.

Tang Xia seemed to see the cold and heartless Han Yu from last year again.

The boy who threw all the drink bottles at himself, the boy who pushed her desk to the ground but had a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

So familiar yet so strange.

Tang Xia shivered, and subconsciously called him, "Han Yu..."

The distance between the two was not far, so Han Yu could hear clearly.

He shivered slightly and told himself to calm down, but he still couldn't hold back the raging anger rising in his chest. He stretched out his hand to pull the zipper and was about to take off the school uniform.

Teacher Luo happened to walk into the classroom.

"Early in the morning, I heard you guys arguing all over the fifth floor!"

She took a picture of the lesson plan on the podium, with a straight face, her sharp eyes glanced out from behind the lens, and finally settled on the only standing Han Yu.

"Why don't you wear your school uniform?" Teacher Luo asked.

Han Yu didn't speak.

Teacher Luo had sharp eyes, and saw the turtle painted on Han Yu's sleeve.

She was so angry that her shoulders shook, "Drawing on the school uniform? Are there any rules!"

Han Yu still didn't speak.

At this time, Pan Ziyan was a little scared. She was afraid that Han Yu would sue Teacher Luo, and if she poked her finger, she would confess to the culprit.

But what is surprising is that the boy remained silent throughout.

Teacher Luo couldn't pry Han Yu's mouth away, so he decided to rectify the discipline of the sixth class. He simply killed the chicken to make an example to the monkey, glared at the boy, and said angrily, "Go out and stand for punishment!"

Han Yu took off his school uniform and went out without stopping.