Don't mess with me, I'm super fierce

Chapter 19

During the intermission, it was too hot, and Wei Bo was tired from playing, so he ran under the tree covered in sweat.

Meng Yu threw tissues and mineral water to him.

Wei Borong held up the mineral water and smiled at him, "Thank you, sweet little padded jacket."

What a caring little padded jacket...

Meng Yu rolled his eyelids speechlessly, glanced at his mouth and sneered, but his heart felt faintly hot, with a strange feeling that he had never felt before, and his heart beat a little faster than usual.

Continue on the court.

Wei Borong sat beside Meng Yu, hunched over, washing his face and wiping his sweat. He poured half a bottle of water into his hair, and the water rolled into his collar from the back of his neck, soaking half of his collar.

Meng couldn't see it, he hesitated for a while and stretched out his hand to help him grab the collar.

Wei Borong felt it, buried his head and hooked his lips.

It is indeed a sweet little padded jacket.

The heat from the person next to him gradually drifted in. It wasn't that hot at first, but it seemed to be infected by him. Meng Yu also felt his whole body warm up.

I fanned it with my idle hands, but it didn't bring much useful wind.

"Hey, can you wash up quickly, I feel hot just looking at you." Meng Yu finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Well, it's almost time."

It was almost there, the water bottomed out, Wei Borong took out a tissue and began to wipe his face.

His skin is very fair, even whiter than Meng Yu's. His face is clean and free of the pimples that would occur at this age. There is only a small black mole the size of a sesame seed growing on the corner of his mouth. If you look closely, it is true. invisible.

It was only when Meng Yu discovered that there was a mole on the side of his mouth, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

After his face was wiped clean, Wei Borong also felt much more comfortable. He sat up straight and sighed, leaned back in the chair, raised his face, and became sluggish.

Turning his face, he met Meng Yu's straight eyes.

Being caught on the spot, Meng Yu couldn't bear it, coughed twice as if to cover up his embarrassment, and rolled his eyes away.

Wei Borong raised his eyebrows, and asked amusedly, "Looking at me for so long, what did you find?"

Meng Yu's face was slightly stern, and just about to refute, he turned his head, saw the mole on the corner of his mouth, and changed his words instantly: "You have a very small black mole near your mouth."

Wei Borong touched the corner of his mouth as he said, it was smooth and smooth without any other tactile sensation.

"Yeah, you looked so carefully, I didn't even notice it myself."

This is true, Wei Borong didn't feel much about his appearance, and he didn't deliberately observe every part when looking in the mirror. It was only natural that he didn't find the little mole.

Meng Yu didn't believe that he didn't find out what he said. There was a small mole on his face, even if it was a small one, he didn't pay much attention to it when he looked in the mirror. What about shaving?

You should be able to notice it when you shave...

However, Meng Yu didn't worry too much about the mole, seeing that Wei Borong had been sitting still, and the game was already in full swing.

"Aren't you going to play ball?"

Wei Borong blinked his eyes and bent his lips: "Tired."

"Your physical strength isn't very good either. You'll get tired after a while." Meng Yu unabashedly seized every opportunity to taunt Wei Borong.

"Indeed, it's not good to be able to suppress your physical strength. It seems that I need to exercise a lot." Wei Bolong casually played with the tissue in his hand.

In a secret contest, Meng Yu is not Wei Borong's opponent at all. No matter whether it is obvious or verbal, Wei Borong will always have the upper hand.

Meng Yu gritted his teeth and glared at Wei Borong for a long time, thinking of the things he oppressed, he became angry. He had never lost a fight with anyone in private for so many years, but as soon as this person came, he was cured.

Even a man can't bear the humiliation of defeat.

One day, one day he will trample Wei Borong under his feet and make him call him father on his knees!

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The business of the newly opened cake shop was booming during the few days when the event was held. The novelty gradually cooled down and there were fewer people. Wei Jin was busy with the cake shop every day. She was the owner and the baker at the same time.

Wei Borong goes home every day, and the empty house is just a shell filled with furniture. Such an empty shell is not a "home" in the sense of the word.

There are still a few days until the final exam, and Wei Borong no longer goes to Meng Yu's house frequently.

On a moonless night, the bustling and bustling city fell into silence. Meng Yu sat at the desk reviewing his textbooks. The quiet room was inexplicably lonely. Suddenly there was no figure and voice of a person, and he felt a sense of loss in his heart.

A sense of loss... Meng Yu was startled by his own thoughts, and quickly shook his head to get the terrifying thoughts out of his mind.

"The ghost is lost, the person who meets every day." It's just that there was a voice in a quiet place for a certain period of time and then it became quiet again, and everything returned to its original state.

Meng Yu lost the mood to read and ran to the balcony to cool off.

In the dark sky, the round moon hangs on the black cloth, and the scattered stars emit dim light.

Meng Yu moved a small bench, crossed his legs and counted the stars boredly, but he couldn't count how many stars.

"Alas..." He looked at the few not-so-bright stars and sighed lowly, his long and thick eyelashes cast a shadow on his lower eyelid.

"What are you doing? You look preoccupied."

The sudden familiar voice interrupted Meng Yu's thoughts.

Huo Ran turned his head, Meng Yu pursed his mouth in displeasure and stared at Wei Borong, complaining to him: "You interrupted me counting the stars." He forgot where he was counting.

counting stars?How boring is this...

Wei Borong rolled over from his balcony amusedly, and looked up in the direction Meng Yu was looking at just now.

Is it worth counting just a few stars?

He glanced at Meng Yu, this man is really childish enough.

"With so much free time, why don't you read more books, and there are still a few days left for the final exam, so you're not afraid of being robbed of No. 1?"

Meng Yu is really not afraid, No.1 and No.2 don't matter to him, the grades and rankings are just what his mother wishes, these unimportant things are just for Meng Yeruo to see and make him happy That's all.

Besides, with his ability, the top ten should be no problem.

"Why don't you read a book when you have this spare time, and instead come to my side?" Meng Yu threw back the question intact.

Wei Borong leaned on his shoulder and was silent for a while before saying coldly: "It's boring, I can't read it."

Meng Yu raised his eyebrows. Coincidentally, he couldn't see it either. The reason was because of this person who leaned on his shoulder unceremoniously.

"You can't turn over the balcony if you can't see it. How many times have I said it's dangerous, and what you're doing is trespassing and breaking the law."

Leaving the gate open and going to the balcony, this person really doesn't take his own life seriously, what if he accidentally falls, there is still a gap between the two balconies!

"The caring little padded jacket is worried about me?"

Meng Yu rolled his eyes at him.

"I'm afraid that if you fall, this place will become a haunted house! Also, don't call me your sweet little padded jacket!"

Wei Borong showed his big white teeth, and Bingshan's face quickly melted: "That's your intimate vest?" He didn't listen to Meng Yu's words at all.

Meng Yu was in a hurry and didn't bother to argue with Wei Bo any longer, the more he reasoned, the more chaotic he would become.

Silence spread between the two, Meng Yu quietly raised his eyes, Wei Borong seemed to be lost in some thoughts, staring at the dark sky in a daze.

Suddenly I don't know what to say, the atmosphere is not awkward.

The two of them seldom get along with each other silently, Meng Yu is the one who talks a lot when facing Wei Borong, and so does Wei Borong.

Bickering has become a daily routine for the two of them, or an essential additive.

Suddenly they stopped talking, and the atmosphere became subtle.

When Meng Yu was thinking wildly, Wei Borong suddenly said: "There are 73 stars in total."

"Huh?" Meng Yu didn't understand why the stars were suddenly mentioned... Could it be that he was actually counting the stars when he was thinking just now?

Wei Borong bent down and quickly repeated in Meng Yu's ear: "I said, there are 73 stars in total."

His breath and taste filled the air together.

Uncontrollably, his heart beat faster, and Meng Yu jumped up from the stool, like a frightened cat, keeping a safe distance from Wei Borong.

Meng Yu took a sharp breath, and stared at Wei Borong reproachfully, "Speak well, don't keep approaching suddenly, if I have a heart attack, I don't know how many times I will be scared to death."

With no support left, Weibo straightened up slowly and methodically, and looked at Meng Yu with a half-smile, as if savoring his reaction.

"I was talking about it. You reacted too much? Why?"

"You suddenly stretched out your face, everyone will be frightened!" Meng Yu tried to quibble, trying to hide the panic in his heart.

"Really?"

"Isn't that so? I'm easily frightened. If you do this again in the future, I'll, I'll treat that person in the same way. I'll scare you too, scare you to death!"

Wei Borong didn't answer, turned his face away and suppressed a smile, his laughing shoulders trembled.

This was Chi Lulu's mockery, Meng Yu stepped in front of Wei Borong in two or three steps, grabbed his soft and fragile shirt by the collar, and asked viciously, "Why are you laughing?"

Wei Bolong held his wrist back, and pressed his slender index finger against his rosy lips, "Hush, keep your voice down, you want to wake up Auntie Meng?"

It was already eleven o'clock, and Meng Yeruo had already fallen asleep, and was next door.

Meng Yu bit his lip angrily, his gaze stayed on that index finger for a few seconds, and suddenly he had a bold idea.

Wei Borong didn't pay attention to his erratic eyes, and commented on Fang Cai's words: "The way you look just now, you look like a cat that is in a hurry, and the harsh words you say are even more childish, you know, you He's the most childish person I've ever met."

The bold idea was implemented after the last word fell.

Meng Yu bit Wei Borong's index finger.

Wei Bo gasped in pain, his eyes sank, he couldn't pull out his finger no matter how hard he twitched, he felt his finger was bitten and bleeding, out of instinct, the other hand quickly covered Meng Yu There was no effort to pull back on the white neck, and the veins on the arm were twitching.

Meng Yu felt uncomfortable from being pinched, and his breathing became thinner, so he let go of his mouth. Wei Borong took the opportunity to retract his bitten finger, but the arm that was pinching his neck was confiscated.

Tears welled up in Meng Yu's eyes, and he scratched Wei Borong with both hands, his nails scraped against his skin, leaving long red marks.Only then did Wei Borong come to his senses, frowning tightly, he let go of his hand quickly.

The conspicuous red and fingerprints around the neck are enough to show how much strength Wei Borong has exerted, but Wei Borong's index finger is not much better.

Not only was it covered with wet saliva, but there were still deep tooth marks left, and blood dripped from the broken skin, not only on the fingers, but also on the arms.

Meng Yu rubbed his neck and coughed rapidly, tears slid down his face, making the people around him feel uncomfortable.

Wei Borong regretted that he was too ruthless, and went up to ask him how he was doing, but Meng Yu waved his arm away with tears in his eyes.

"Get out!" He was almost strangled to death. It was impossible to say no to anger. Thinking about his fault, Meng Yu also regretted that momentary impulsiveness very much.

Just now he really thought that he would be strangled to death, when his breathing was on the verge of being weak, the boundless fear of Wei Borong in his heart almost overwhelmed him.

Wei Bo called him, he was really a ruthless person.

You shouldn't mess with this kind of person.

Only then did he understand the gap between himself and Wei Borong.

Meng Yu turned around and entered the room, closed the window with a "click" and locked it, the curtains were drawn so that no light could leak out.

Wei Borong lifted the hand that pinched Meng Yu's neck, and stood alone on the balcony for a long time.

The author has something to say: Human instinct... Brother Wei will apologize...