MTL - Male God’s Freestyle Flirting-Chapter 13 Apologize

Tang Xia pursed her lips, "What are you apologizing for?"

Did she do something wrong? Why is she the one who should apologize?

"What do you think?" the young man asked back, his tone was neither salty nor bland, as if he didn't care about Tang Xia's reaction.

Out of the corner of her eye, the girl caught sight of the crowd of onlookers not far away, her hands clenched into fists.

"Class is about to start." Han Yu reminded lightly.

Yu Man frowned and looked at Tang Xia worriedly.

It seems that it is not what the rumors said at all, Han Yu is chasing Tang Xia. Yu Man can't see through the relationship between the two, but it is very certain, and the hostility is obvious

Tang Xia took a deep breath, and with the principle of not making things big, said with difficulty—

"Sorry."

After all, she has a softer temper, and it is best not to conflict with others.

Han Yu still had the same lazy look with arms folded, with a look of arrogance raised under his drooping eyebrows.

"can not hear."

Tang Xia trembled, clenched her fists tighter, gritted her teeth and said—

"Sorry!"

The onlookers were in an uproar, and some were not sure what was going on.

Han Yu smiled softly, his voice was as clean as ripples on the surface of a lake, circling around Tang Xia's ears. But she heard it harshly, and felt uncomfortable in her heart, and when she looked at the young man's face, she felt that it was hideous.

"Yes." Han Yu agreed.

The school bell just rang.

The spectators dispersed without further ado, turning their heads three times a step at a time.

Han Yu also moved his body, planning to go back to the classroom.

When he passed by Tang Xia, he paused, then lowered his head and leaned close to the girl's ear.

Some people hadn't gone far, and when they saw this picture, they let out a low cry.

Really ambiguous.

But they couldn't see how gloomy Tang Xia's face was in the corner.

Because she felt the boy's faint breath on her neck, and the four words exploded in her ears like a thunderbolt—

"I do not accept."

The corners of Han Yu's lips curled into a smile with an intoxicating arc.

Tang Xia felt that the blood in her whole body was rushing to the top of her head, and her eyes were red with anger!

The girl didn't know what kind of mood she had for finishing the last two classes. She didn't even say hello to Yu Man after school, so she left the school gate with her schoolbag.

She locked herself in her bedroom and didn't go out all weekend.

Tang Zhihai thought that near the end of the term, Tang Xia was under a lot of pressure to study, so he gave his daughter a psychological counseling session on Sunday night.

"Father, I'm fine," Tang Xia said in a hoarse voice as she lay on her back on the bed, "I'm just a little tired, just take it easy."

Tang Zhihai nodded, but he was still worried after all, "Study in high school is really hard, and next week will be New Year's Day, so take a good rest then."

"En." Tang Xia responded, got up and cleaned up her homework, turned off the lights early and went to bed.

With her eyes open, she watched the rare bright moonlight fall on the clean desk through the cracks in the curtains that were not drawn tightly. The silver mottled, very much like Han Yu's mocking eyes the day before yesterday, so chilling.

Tang Xia watched and cried.

She bit her lower lip, trying not to make a sound, and finally got into the bed and buried her face deeply.

What a crime!

It's really bad luck for eight lifetimes!

Tang Xia, who was not strong enough, broke down emotionally in the middle of the night. After crying enough, she finally calmed down.

No one can help her with this, only herself.

Tang Xia took a deep breath, trying to calm down.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Zhao Huan didn't deal with her like he did with Qu Sisi and Gu Qing, right?

Tang Xia was quite surprised by this.

After all, it was impossible for Zhao Huan not to know about the matter.

In addition, where the rumors about Gu Qing came from last time is also very confusing.

Tang Xia kept this matter firmly in her heart, and planned to wait for two days, when she was less overwhelmed, and then try to find a way to investigate.

the next day.

The flag-raising ceremony on Monday was held as usual. The principal, dean, and grade group leaders took turns to speak on the stage. The students were shivering in the playground, shivering their heads. But only Tang Xia looked up at the tall and handsome young man on the rostrum from a distance.

This week's flag raiser is Han Yu from Class 2 and 3 of Senior High School.

Tang Xia felt ridiculous.

Her gaze was as sharp as a knife, and she stared at Han Yu fiercely, as if she wanted to pour out all the anger in her heart. And the young man seemed to have sensed it, and turned his head slowly, with a hint of provocation in his slightly narrowed eyes.

From such a long distance, she clearly saw the deep irony hidden under his handsome appearance.

After the flag-raising ceremony was over, each class lined up in order to go back to the classroom. When they turned the corner, Tang Xia bumped into Zhao Huan, who hadn't performed exercises.

Yu Man, who was holding Tang Xia's arm, "thumped" in her heart, and an ominous premonition rose in her subconscious, and she pulled the girl beside her to the side.

Zhao Huan stood at the stairs, looking down at Tang Xia from top to bottom, with a cold expression, showing no emotion.

Tang Xia pursed her lips, looked at her for only a second, then bowed her head, walked around Zhao Huan, and went straight to her class.

Surprisingly, Zhao Huan didn't stop Tang Xia, nor did he say or move anything.

The two passed each other.

Yu Man turned her head cautiously, lowered her voice and said fearfully, "Is it because Zhao Huan is afraid of being fired, so he doesn't dare to cause trouble?"

Tang Xia took a deep breath, and the violent ups and downs in her chest gradually calmed down.

"I don't care about her, I have a clear conscience." She said, went into the classroom and returned to her seat, and took out a plastic bag from her schoolbag.

"What's this for?" Yu Man asked doubtfully, leaning on her desk.

Tang Xia didn't answer, just bent down and reached into the drawer. She took out bottle after bottle of drinks, and put bottle after bottle into plastic bags.

Yu Man and Tao Jiaqi looked at each other thoughtfully.

There was a ten-minute break between morning exercises and the first class. Tang Xia trotted up the stairs with her heavy bag.

Yu Man was worried, so she pulled Tao Jiaqi and followed her out.

Tang Xia is considered "little famous" now, passing by various classes, attracting a lot of attention. The curious student stretched his neck and saw the girl standing at the door of Class 3, saying "Han Yu" full of air.

Compared to before, this time Tang Xia has a much stronger back and more courage.

Her eyes were straight, and she fell heavily on Han Yu who was chatting with someone in the last row.

The young man glanced at him, but he seemed to turn a blind eye, the corners of his lips curved slightly, and he talked and laughed again, completely ignoring Tang Xia.

He is obviously so good-looking, with delicate side cheeks, but he wants to do something that disgusts her.

Tang Xia was easily angered by Han Yu again.

She gritted her teeth, lifted her foot, and stepped directly into the third class classroom.

Yu Man and Tao Jiaqi arrived just in time, they were startled, and stood by the window, watching Tang Xia approaching the boy step by step.

"Bang!"

A heavy and palpitating sound.

The girl smashed the plastic bag containing several bottles of drinks on Han Yu's desk and bounced his pens.

Tang Xia clenched her fists, and she clenched the two deep red strangle marks on her palm, turning into the most steadfast question—

"Thank you, but it's not necessary."