The day with the male god

11.

It feels like idol drama + school drama.

Holding Feng Fan's coat in his arms, Pu Tong watched them play basketball.

Pu Tong never liked this sport, he thought it was extremely boring, and he couldn't understand what it means to be handsome in basketball, isn't it just sweat.

Then he stared at Feng Fan all afternoon, and felt extremely handsome.

The one who carried the audience and killed his teammates must be him.

Pu Tong stood up, patted the ashes on his trousers, got up and walked to the canteen.

Maybe Feng Fan needs water.

And paper towels.

Pu Tong carefully selected, bought a bottle of mineral water, and picked out a pack of snacks that he thought the male god would like, and walked back.

"Feng Fan, do you want to..." Shui

Pu Tong looked at Feng Fan who was surrounded by the little girls, and silently took a step back.

Tsk, the crowd vortex.

Putong hid back in the shade again, sat down, saw no one was looking at him, picked up Feng Fan's coat and gave him a hammer.

Then he buried his face in his jacket abruptly.

So perverted, Pu Tong thought so.

But he kept buried in his coat, taking a deep breath of Feng Fan's breath.

A little suffocated.

Blushing with boredom, Pu Tong raised his head calmly, unscrewed the mineral water, and took a few sips.A little sour.

It was obviously just a bottle of water, Pu Tong curled his lips, thinking that he would never buy this kind of bottle next time, and put the water aside.

Feng Fan at the center of the crowd whirlpool was still chatting with his little fans.

It's amazing to be handsome, and to be handsome is to provoke people everywhere!

Pu Tong bulged his cheeks.

Then he saw a little girl stuff water into Feng Fan's arms.

Another little girl handed Feng Fan a popsicle.

Depressedly, he tore open the package of the snack, and ate it bitterly.

People nowadays don’t know that they can’t eat popsicles when they feel hot! They even put them in other people’s arms!

Putong ate with a click, with disdain written all over his face.

Just as he was complaining secretly, the water that was put aside was picked up by someone.

Pu Tong was dumbfounded, and when he was about to stop him, he saw that the man was Feng Fan.

He also drank gulp gulp.

12.

If there is really a deer in his heart, then the one in Pu Tong's heart must be very fond of running around.

Putong was caught off guard by the sika deer in his heart.

For details, please refer to his red ears.

13.

"It's better to be at the same table, buy me water." Feng Fan wiped the sweat from his brow and drank the water clean.

"It's quite sweet, as expected, the one bought by the same table is special." Feng Fan teased without knowing it.

"You you you..." Pu Tong pointed at Feng Fan and trembled for a long time.

"What's wrong with me?" Feng Fan raised his eyebrows and asked.

"You, didn't you have water just now?" Pu Tong asked, feeling sour.

"No, it's just water from my junior, how dare I ask for it." He replied casually.

"Then this is my water, how dare you want it?" Putong was stimulated and began to lift the bar.

"What is the same table? It's our own! What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours!" Feng Fan replied with justice.

Pu Tong was startled by his "person of his own", and viciously stuffed the coat back into Feng Fan's arms.

"You're the one who talks a lot!" said a muffled voice.

"It's good that the same table doesn't dislike it." Behind the sullen boy, the sunny boy replied loudly.

Tsk, straight man.

Putong covered his heart with his hands, and went to see a doctor when he had time, because if Feng did this to him, he would have a heart attack sooner or later.

14.

"It's so hot!" Feng Fan howled, looking in the drawer.

He remembered that he seemed to have left his change of clothes here.

Then he found the clothes he put in last week with a dazed expression.

Feng Fan took a sniff and quickly backed away.

"It stinks!" Feng Fan shouted.

Putong:...

"Can you keep it from smelling after a week?" Putong said calmly.But he was thinking about how to euphemistically express the idea that he could help him with his laundry.

"I forgot." Feng Fan looked at the ceiling, a little desperate.

"Your clothes are still bright red." Pu Tong decided to introduce the topic and approached the target.

"That's right, I still have a flirty pink one at home! I'll show you how to wear it another day!" Feng Fan smiled at Pu Tong with a look of embarrassment.

Pu Tong turned his head awkwardly, but did not speak.

His hand was tightly clutching the pencil case.

"Hey, don't be like this, it's rare for me to invite you so kindly!" Feng Fan leaned over.

Mama, the male god is trying to tease me every day, how can I break it!

Putong's little heart couldn't bear it.

He immediately pushed away Feng Fan who was too close.

"Smelly." He threw out this reason without hesitation.

In fact, the fragrance is terrible, Putong has no resistance to any breath of the male god.

"That can't be helped, I always forget to take it home to wash." Feng Fan was helpless, and stepped back.He retreated quite far, as if he really didn't want to harm Pu Tong.

Pu Tong felt a little regretful, but his heart calmed down a bit, and he worked steadily.

"At the same table, why don't you wash for me?" Feng Fan asked jokingly.

"Yeah." Quick answer.

"Ah..." Feng Fan was a little dazed, his handsome face rarely revealed a foolishness.

"I'll wash it for you, I can't stand the smell on your body." Make sure you smell good every day! Although you are already very fragrant.Putong's psychological activities from the super-thick male god filter.

"It's really great! I love you so much at the same table!" Feng Fan hugged Putong all at once.

Pu Tong didn't push away, nor did he struggle.

He was stunned by the sudden embrace.

This is... a straight man!

Putong thought without any fluctuation, feeling pain and happiness.

Loving you, hugging you and drinking your water, everything comes so naturally, only a straight man can do it.

Pu Tong's expression darkened a bit, but the enthusiasm on his face did not disappear.

15.

He knew it was impossible, but he got stuck in it.

This is the same as moths to a flame.

16.

With the embrace of a male god, life is happy.

Putong, who is not consciously happy, has a tendency to disappear with facial paralysis.

That Putong looked pretty when he smiled.Girl A in the class is discussing.

People are also very gentle and lovely.Girl B agrees.

Last time I couldn't see the blackboard clearly, he even showed me his notes! He is very nice! The girl C who was sitting by the side looked excited.

Actually, I kind of like him.The shy girl A whispered.

I'll help you connect! Excited Putong's ex-tablemate shouted.

Then he turned his head and saw Feng Fan with a sullen face.

"Hi!" exclaimed at the same table.

"Tell me, who are you going to connect with?" Feng Fan rarely smiled, but squinted his eyes with an inquiring expression.

17.

Pu Tong was happily writing homework, but Feng Fan leaned over.

"At the same table, let me tell you something." Feng Fan almost stuck to Pu Tong's body.

"What?" Pu Tong looked aside, not daring to look at Feng Fan, it was too close.

"When I was chatting with XXX (the girl who said I like Putong) just now, I saw a lot of pimples on her face!" Feng Fan looked serious.

"En." Pu Tong's attention was entirely on the closeness between the male god and himself.

"Usually you can't see it at all, but she is still very unattractive when you look at her up close. It's really unexpected that you won't like it when you see her." Feng Fan saw that the other party didn't have much reaction, so he increased his anger.

"Ahem, ahem, I think it's still worth watching, after all, puberty. Well, you can still like it." Pu Tong thought of the pimples that had just appeared on his face recently, and felt very guilty. He was afraid that Feng Fan would not like it either. For yourself, try to excuse yourself.

"But I don't think it looks good!" Feng Fan felt a little unhappy, dissatisfied with Pu Tong's answer, he backed away abruptly, patted the table, trying to make the other party agree with his point of view through momentum.

"But I...you shouldn't speak ill of others just because they have pimples." Pu Tong was in a hurry, trying to defend himself, for fear that the other party would be angry.

In fact, Feng Fan was already very angry.

Feng Fan raised his eyebrows, his usual smiling expression completely changed.

"Aren't you..." Like her! Feng Fan is a little upset.

"What?" Pu Tong tilted his head.

"Hehe, I didn't ask anything. If you protect her so much, you just protect her. Anyway, I don't think she is good-looking." Feng Fan scratched his head angrily, and stopped talking.

Feeling weird, Feng Fan thought.

Oh, anyway, Pu Tong likes those girls, thinking they are good-looking.Feng Fan was sour.

Seeing that the male god stopped talking, Pu Tong was a little anxious.

He wanted to apologize to Feng Fan and asked what was going on, but the class bell had already rang and the teacher had entered the classroom, so he had to sit obediently and not speak.

18.

why didn't he ask me

Does he hate me?

Feng Fan was sick.

He was very unconvinced, but the other party did not give him a chance to lose his temper.

It wasn't the other party's fault in the first place, and there was nothing wrong with that girl.

But I still really hate that girl!

Feng Fan dragged that girl into his blacklist.

Reason: Let the deskmate not make eye contact with me for a class!

Is he angry?

He looks calm.

Does he think I'm cheating on him?

Pu Tong couldn't stop staring at Feng Fan, feeling rather disappointed.

His face was still calm.

The back table stared blankly at the two of them.

Tsk, it's so cool in autumn.

What the hell are these two doing there? You peek at me, and I peek at you, is it interesting!

Pu Tong tilted his head and thought for a while, tore off a piece of paper from his notebook, and lowered his head to write.

19.

are you angry?Sorry, I didn't want to refute your meaning QAQ

Feng Fan looked at the words on the paper and smiled slightly.

20.

I forgive you.

Pu Tong stared at the small note, calmly.

Ah, I really want to collect this note!

So he did as he did, and put the male god's note into the book with a guilty look on his face.

He must take good care of all the items of the male god!Claw Claw!

The author has something to say:

The title is random, it looks more literary~