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

Chapter 22

The news of Meng Yu's illness quickly spread throughout the grades, and Wei Borong carried Meng Yu to the infirmary for all the students and teachers in Class Two to see.

Sickness is not something worthy of attention, but the sick person is Meng Yu, which raises the topic value of this matter.

After the head teacher of the first and second grades of senior high school found out, he told other teachers in the same office. Some of the subject teachers were head teachers of other classes, and they told the story when they returned to the classroom.

A cold in summer doesn't taste better than a cold in cold weather.

The teachers of each class earnestly reminded the students in their class to pay attention to prevent heatstroke and cold, and brought up the matter of Meng Yu's cold as a lesson.

In the morning, after Meng Yu was resting, the head teacher of the second class came to see him and knew that it was Wei Borong who sent him to the infirmary. Thinking that the two had a good relationship, he told him to take good care of Meng Yu.

In fact, there is no need for the head teacher to say much, Wei Borong will take good care of him.

The fever came and went quickly, took the medicine and rested all morning, Meng Yu's fever subsided a lot, and there was no problem in class.

Ten minutes had passed since the bell rang for the first class, and Meng Yu, who only cared about sage books, was annoyed by Wei Bo, who was guarding the bedside.

"The fever has subsided. I'm already well. I can go back to class. Are you going to make me a useless person in bed?"

Meng Yu was very displeased, the anger between his brows and eyes almost overflowed, he locked Wei Borong's hand fiercely, and Wei Borong was not his, so why should he supervise his actions.

What's more, it's just a cold, and it's not a serious injury or a terminal illness. Trapping him in the hospital bed like this makes him feel even more uncomfortable.

Also, this bad guy did it on purpose, actually eating his favorite vanilla ice cream in front of him!

The vanilla-flavored ice cream exudes an alluring sweet and greasy aroma. Wei Borong doesn't eat big gulps like usual, but takes small sips, deliberately eating slowly.

This guy deserved a thousand knives!

Meng Yu scolded Wei Borong severely in his heart, and couldn't help swallowing.

Wei Borong lowered his brows and eyes, showing no emotion.

"Lie down for a while, and I'll go back after I finish eating."

Meng Yu couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and turned his back to avoid looking at Wei Borong's face.

In other words, Wei Borong really didn't eat it on purpose to show him, Wang Li invited the ice cream, and it happened to be vanilla flavored.

It could be seen that Meng Yu wanted to eat it very much, and Wei Borong wanted to give him a bite, but it was the other person's eyes that gave him the idea of ​​teasing him.

Seeing that he seemed to be angry, Wei Borong laughed lowly, the smile was a bit childish, and his voice was deep.

Holding the ice cream, he circled the hospital bed and squatted down in front of Meng Yu.

"Don't tease you, your body's desire for this ice cream is almost overwhelming me. I haven't bitten much, so I shouldn't have much saliva. If you don't mind, take it."

Meng Yu moved, his fingers hidden under the quilt fluttered around helplessly and hesitantly, but his face was calm.

He curled his lips in disdain, and pushed back stiffly: "Go blind, whoever said I want to eat, I don't want to eat anything now, let alone what you have eaten."

"Really?" Wei Borong put the ice cream to Meng Yu's mouth, making him shrink back in fright, his eyes full of wariness.

"Why? Scared me, right? Let me tell you, even if... woo..."

Before he could finish speaking, the bright green ice cream blocked his mouth, and the sweet taste spread in his mouth, instantly surrounding the taste buds, causing him to subconsciously stick out his tongue and take a bite.

So sweet!

The feeling of floating up to the clouds all of a sudden slapped Meng Yu's face.

The person who said not to eat just now narrowed his eyes and showed a satisfied expression of enjoyment.

"Look, isn't this delicious?"

Poured a pot of cold winter water over his head, and Meng Yu's mood exploded in an instant. The despicable villain, he was obviously the one who forced things into his mouth.

But Meng Yu didn't bother to talk to him, there was no reason not to eat what was in his mouth, he also smashed the jar, regardless of whether there was Wei Borou's saliva on it, eat it first.

Since he wanted to feed Wei Bolong, he didn't bother to do it.

Meng Yu put his head down and obediently ate the ice cream, looking very quiet like a little sheep, Wei Borong fed it too hard, his mouth was stained with green cream, and his lips were dyed tender and moist.

Wei Bo glanced at his rosy lips carelessly, feeling a little hot inexplicably, since the air conditioner was turned on in the infirmary.

After the first get out of class ended, the bell rang, and Meng Yu and Wei Borong went back to the classroom together.

Meng Yu walked in front and entered the classroom ahead of Wei Borong. He had just entered when a group of people came over to inquire about his condition. Meng Yu couldn't hold back, pursed the corners of his mouth, and smiled obediently and gently.

The first to bear the brunt is Jing Zewen.

"Do you feel better? Is the fever gone? Why don't you ask for leave and go home to rest? Can you attend class like this? I see that your face is still pale, is it really okay?" Asked a series of questions Meng Yu felt dizzy for a while.

He suppressed the impatience and irritability in his heart and replied with a smile: "It's done, it won't affect the class."

However, Meng Yu's answer did not satisfy Jing Zewen, and it still somewhat relieved him.

The two brothers supported Meng Yu's shoulders and carried them to the seat, like bodyguards escorting Meng Yu, but they were not bad.

In the eyes of the students in class two, Jing Zewen is completely Meng Yu's bodyguard, the kind who is close to him.

Jing Zewen once joked that Meng Yu was the god in his heart, everyone thought he was joking, only Zhou Li knew that this kid was serious, he really regarded Meng Yu as a god.

Standing behind the crowd, Wei Borong watched Meng Yu return to his seat surrounded by a group of people with a dull expression.

He stood for a while, secretly exhaled, and walked towards his position, but unexpectedly you met Zhou Li's inquiring gaze.

The two looked at each other, smelling the same smell from each other's eyes.

It was the same taste.

Wei Bochen pursed his lips, and cast a faint smile at Zhou Li. Zhou Li was stunned for a moment, then turned around stiffly.

After school in the afternoon, it was Wei Borong's turn to be on duty. Meng Yu thought about it, although he was still a little uncomfortable and unable to let go of what happened last night, but it was because he helped him today and ate ice cream for himself .

Meng Yu decided to wait for him to have dinner together, and help him sweep the floor by the way.

Wei Borong was washing the mop on the small balcony. The two girls and boys who were on duty with him were doing their own things. Meng Yu took a broom from the back of the classroom to sweep the podium.

Among the girls on duty was Chen Wan who was asked for some papers by Jing Zewen in the morning.

She was cleaning the blackboard, and she felt strange when she saw Meng Yu cleaning with a broom, so she asked him suspiciously: "Meng Yu, there is no day for you today, why are you sweeping the floor too?

She is white and chubby, with a very round face, and two Meng Yus only treat her as one.

Fat is fat, but Chen Wan is very cute in a daze.

Meng Yu was quite impressed with Chen Wan. This girl is always quiet and her grades are not very good, but she works hard and is very popular in class.

"Waiting for Wei Borong, he should be on duty today, just waiting is too boring, so I will clean up for you together, so you can go to dinner early if you finish the work early."

Chen Wan suddenly realized and nodded, "Oh, that's it, thank you Meng Yu, you and Wei Borong have a really good relationship."

Although she was waiting for Weibo, she finally helped them sweep it together, Chen Wan thought so.

Meng Yu glanced at the figure on the balcony and smiled slightly, "It seems so."

fart!

Who has a good relationship with him!

Who wants to have a good relationship with him!

The devil wants to have a good relationship with him!

With Meng Yu's help, the efficiency of sanitation has improved a lot.

In No. [-] Middle School in the afternoon, most of the students in the school had dispersed, and there were only sporadic figures left on the playground and between the teaching buildings.

Wei Borong was already familiar with the area around No. [-] Middle School, and he went to places that Meng Yu hadn't been to before.

For dinner, Wei Borong took Meng Yu to an inconspicuous Chaoshou stall at the back door. It was at the corner of the street, a little far from the school gate, but many students came here to eat.

The proprietress of the stall is a retired couple in their fifties. Because it is a temporary stall, the couple only set up the stall in the afternoon. His house is cheap and delicious. Small stall, but a lot of traffic.

Wei Borong came to eat alone a few times, and what he ate was Chaoshou stuffed with shrimps. This time, he and Meng Yu wanted to try other flavors.

"He Ji chaoshou," Meng Yu read out in a low voice after seeing the red letters on the car.

After staying in No. [-] Middle School for nearly a year, he had heard the reputation of "He Ji Chao Shou" for a long time, but he didn't like to eat Chao Shou, so he never came here once.

It turns out that Wei Borong also likes Chao Shou from his family.

Sighing silently, Meng Yu found it difficult to look at the taste and price of the white characters on the red background posted on the cart. He didn't like chaoshou, but it wasn't that he didn't want to eat it.

"What kind of chaoshou do you guys want to eat?" the half-white-haired old lady who was chasing her hands asked Meng Yu with a smile.

Meng Yu raised his eyes in a panic, "Ah, sorry, I haven't seen that one yet."

The old woman didn't care much and quickly picked up a ball of fresh minced meat with her chopsticks and wrapped it in the handmade skin. She still smiled softly and said, "It's okay, it's okay, just let me know!"

Looking at one taste after another, Meng Yu frowned, really didn't know which one to choose, and wanted to ask Wei Borong, when he turned around, he almost had an intimate contact with the face that was right in front of him.

Meng Yu took a small step back in fright, "You, what are you doing, you scared me to death!"

Wei Borong shrugged, what is he doing?Of course, it's just carefully choosing the taste you want to eat, it's just that it's a little closer to Meng Yu.

How close is it?You can kiss that kind of head when you turn around.

Thinking that if he got closer, he would really kiss him, Wei Borong raised the corners of his lips happily, "I'm looking at chaoshou, what can I do?"

The tone was quite innocent, as if he had been wronged for doing bad things.

After listening to the explanation, Meng Yu didn't think about other aspects, and quickly decided to order fresh soup filled with shrimps.

Wei Borong, who originally planned to change the taste, quickly decided to order a bowl of fresh soup filled with shrimps.

Meng Yu glared at him angrily, "Follow the ass?" After watching for a long time, if he didn't choose, Wei Borong would not decide, but when he decided on himself, he would immediately decide too.

"Yeah, you are a fart." Wei Borong raised his eyebrows, and suddenly leaned into Meng Yu's ear and whispered, "Aren't you that fart?"

Meng Yu: ...

The author has something to say: Wei Borong: My wife performed an online show of "lifting a rock and shooting herself in the foot", why didn't there be applause?

Audience: Your wife has three seconds to arrive on the battlefield, brother Wei, please choose a way to die.