A villain in love dressed as school grass

When Ding Weisong ran back to the equipment room, he saw his deskmate leaning against the equipment rack looking at the medicine box.

"Is this yours?" Zhu Bo asked him, "You lost it."

"I didn't expect your taste to be so special. You can use this medicine for training injuries."

Ding Weisong blushed twice at what Zhu Bo said before he defended.

"No! Not what I want to use!"

He is an old man who can't use this kind of medicine.

Zhu Bo obviously didn't believe his words, "Then you are for me?"

"Unless I'm also mentally ill." Zhu Bo put the medicine aside and said.

After saying this, Ding Weisong was stunned and didn't dare to say that Brother Wen asked him to give it to him.

With the attitude of his deskmate, he might not get anything good after talking about Brother Wen.

He, brother Wen, managed to form a team with him at the same table, so he can't do bad things at this time.

So Ding Weisong decided not to confess his Brother Wen.

"This, this is what I want to use for the monitor of our class. I am embarrassed to ask He Shiyue, please do me a favor at the same table."

Ding Weisong said subconsciously, and suddenly felt something was wrong after speaking, so he hurried to make up for it.

"At the same table, this potion is for you." Ding Weisong took out a bottle of light blue potion in his pocket and gave it to Zhu Bo.

This potion was put into his schoolbag by his stepmother after nagging him about training in the morning, so he didn't want to bring such a thing.

Unexpectedly, it really came in handy.

He just needs to say that Brother Wen gave it to him, he is so witty.

"This medicine is specially used to treat sports strains. I just saw that you injured your arm during training. Just apply a cold towel to it."

"Brother Wen specifically told me that this medicine is an ancestral formula in the family, and it is guaranteed to cure the disease. You can use it at the same table without worry."

"You don't need to thank brother Wen, brother Wen said, it should be done."

For the perfect rhetoric, Ding Weisong couldn't help giving himself a thumbs up in his heart.

However, Zhu Bo was not as relieved and moved as he imagined.

"Isn't this medicine yours? Didn't you send a WeChat message to your family in the morning?"

Zhu Bo frowned suspiciously, "When did Cheng Puzi hear it?"

When Zhu Bo came to class in the morning, he had indeed seen the medicine in Ding Weisong's schoolbag.

How come in the afternoon, he becomes a different person.

"Pu Ziwen told you to say that?"

Zhu Bo thought, it's not very good for Pu Ziwen to be like this, so he wouldn't grab all of them.

Unable to make it through, Ding Weisong was so anxious that his back was sweating, and silently apologized to Brother Wen in his heart.

There is no way out.

"No, no, the deskmate I was joking with you is mine."

"And Brother Wen is a nice guy. He never ordered me to do anything. Don't misunderstand him."

Ding Weisong was afraid that Zhu Bo would still ask him, so he hurried away when Zhu Bo didn't reply.

Zhu Bo stared blankly at the potion in his hand for a few seconds, then put away his things and walked out of the equipment room.

"Baobao, have you seen Brother Wen?"

Ding Weisong didn't waste time and kept looking for Pu Ziwen, "I sent Brother Wen a WeChat message and he didn't reply."

Bao Shunsheng shook his head. He was in the classroom all the time, and he only saw puzi smell it once.

"Maybe she was called away by Sister Ju for psychological counseling again."

Probably because everyone was training and the schoolwork was not so intense, Liu Pingju put more thoughts on Pu Ziwen.

Pu Ziwen once wanted to ask for leave to recuperate at home, but Lin Nianping was still at home.

Both are about the same.

It's the same everywhere.

"Okay then." Ding Weisong sat back and waited for Pu Zi to smell the medicine and we'll talk about it later.

There shouldn't be anything wrong.

However, it backfired.

After Pu Ziwen has undergone today's spiritual baptism, he plans to go to the training ground to see Zhu Bo.

It didn't matter what he looked at, he actually saw He Shiyue, the female squad leader, sitting in the stands talking.

What He Shiyue held in his hand was the medicine he would go out to buy for Zhu Bo.

Pu Ziwen strode over, and the girl sitting next to He Shiyue blushed, thinking that Pu Ziwen came to talk to them.

The girl's heart was pounding wildly.

"Who gave you this medicine?"

Pu Ziwen saw it more clearly when he got closer, and it was indeed he who bought it.

Zhu Bo What does this mean.

He Shiyue was a little dazed by the sudden question, and she went through her mind before speaking.

"It's... from Zhu Bo."

The fact is that Zhu Bo gave it to her, but what He Shiyue didn't say was that Zhu Bo said it was given to her by Ding Weisong.

He Shiyue doesn't really want to have anything to do with Ding Weisong, she just wants to study now.

Gossip or something, not very good.

Pu Ziwen didn't know about this misunderstanding, Pu Ziwen suddenly seemed to be blocked.

Pu Ziwen turned away without saying a word, He Shiyue looked over, his back was full of loneliness.

It's a bit strange.

"Did I say anything? Why does he seem sad?" He Shiyue asked the girl beside her.

"I don't know." The girl also shook her head.

Pu Ziwen is obviously sad, he just feels blocked, he has only one idea now, to go find Zhu Bo.

Zhu Bo was thirsty, so he went to the campus supermarket. The supermarket was full of boys, and Zhu Bo managed to get a bottle of water from the freezer.

He didn't see clearly, it turned out to be a bottle of sour plum soup.

Zhu Bo doesn't like to drink sour food, he doesn't like to eat sour food either, he even hates all sour food.

This may be purely a psychological shadow, because the meals he ate for a long time in the past were slightly sour.

It makes people want to vomit.

But he was too thirsty, so Zhu Bo unscrewed the bottle cap, licked it lightly with the tip of his tongue, shivered and put the water back.

Still thirsty.

Zhu Bo took out the bottle of medicine given by Ding Weisong, poured it directly into the palm of his hand, and lowered his head to apply the medicine on his arm.

The moment Zhu Bo lowered his head, he found that the blazing sunlight in front of him was also blocked by someone. Zhu Bo raised his eyes, and it was Pu Ziwen.

Pu Ziwen, who was against the light, had a clear outline, and Zhu Bo tasted the slight anger on his face.

Pu Ziwen's aura around him was not as soft and comfortable as usual.

Zhu Bo thought, what's the matter, Pu Ziwen is seeking revenge on him?

He was a little bit confused, but Zhu Bo was not so strange because of the past grievances.

"Don't block the sun, talk about something." Zhu Bo didn't look into his eyes, and he couldn't stop the disaster when it came.

Who made him wear this person's love rival.

Zhu Bo's Buddhist attitude seemed to have changed in Pu Ziwen's eyes.

Zhu Bo should know why he came here, but he didn't respond at all. He really didn't care about his intentions.

Even though his intentions were not too great, Pu Ziwen was not happy about the feeling of being stepped on by Zhu Bo.

"Why did you give He Shiyue the medicine?" Pu Ziwen said quickly, his voice was a little stiff, and he was a little bit aggrieved.

"Can't you give it?" Zhu Bo suddenly smiled, "Who do I have to tell you when I give something?"

"Pu Ziwen, I don't owe you anything."

Zhu Bo was also straightforward, looking straight into Pu Ziwen's eyes, which were not friendly.

Pu Ziwen felt that his head was in a daze, what did Zhu Bo say.

Pu Ziwen only felt that the words that were stuffy in his heart could not be stopped.

"Zhu Bo, even if you don't like it, it's not like I bought you the medicine, you should give it to someone else, right?"

"No matter what, I just saw you hurt and wanted to take care of you."

"What's your attitude, Zhu Bo, if you really look down on me, I'll ask Mr. Yu Yuan to separate us."

"To save you from ruining my things."

When Pu Zi heard the sight of the bottle of light blue potion on the ground, he couldn't suppress the sourness that surged up.

"It's better to use what others give you."

He can give whatever he wants.

So irritable.

But Zhu Bo was stunned by his question, and after a while he realized what was going on.

Zhu Bo rearranged his emotions.

"You... gave me the medicine?"

"You said you bought me medicine suitable for girls' menstrual periods?"

Zhu Bo raised his eyes and saw that Pu Ziwen's face turned dark and red, and he felt that he had guessed right.

Zhu Bo couldn't hold back his smile, Pu Zi heard that this person must be stupid.

"You think... I can use it?"

"Hahaha..." Zhu Bo couldn't help it anymore, and it was the first time he laughed out loud in front of Pu Ziwen.

"If it's true, I can't accept it, student Pu, can you read the instructions when you buy the medicine."

Pu Ziwen's face was very ugly, like a dye vat, red and white for a while.

He really bought the wrong drug, bought it, bought that kind of medicine?

Isn't this a big misunderstanding.

He really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in, it was too embarrassing.

"Then you can't just give it to someone. Anyway, I bought it for you."

It's not appropriate to give people this matter, Pu Ziwen tried his best to throw the embarrassment on Zhu Bo.

How could he be embarrassed alone.

He didn't expect Zhu Bo to stand upright himself.

"Then you have to ask Ding Weisong why he said he gave it to He Shiyue."

After Zhu Bo finished speaking, he continued to laugh, Pu Ziwen's expression was really wonderful.

He should draw it.

It turned out that the problem was Ding Weisong, who showed Zhu Bo a joke for no reason. Pu Ziwen couldn't hold back, so he sat directly next to Zhu Bo.

Looking at Zhu Bo again, he was afraid that he would die of embarrassment.

Pu Ziwen sat down and noticed the bottle of sour plum soup on the ground, the body of the bottle was seeping water because of the hot weather.

Pu Ziwen frowned when he saw the words "sour plum soup", and then whispered as if he was muttering to himself.

"If you can't eat sour, don't buy sour plum soup and drink it, you will suffer."

Mosquito-like murmurs drifted into Zhu Bo's ears.

Zhu Bo thought, when did Pu Ziwen know that he doesn't like sour food?

He never told anyone.

The author has something to say: Xiao Pu: Xiao Ding, you are finished!You almost made me misunderstand my wife!

Xiao Ding: I... I'm such a miserable man.For Brother Wen's love, I endured it.

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