A villain in love dressed as school grass

Pu Ziwen walked to Zhu Bo, who was still discussing the style of cuisine with the people in the same group.

Some girls noticed that Puzi smelled it, and their faces blushed a little, but they found that the other person's eyes had been on Zhu Bo, and they understood what was going on.

It is also delicious not to get their cp.

Pu Ziwen asked, "Is it settled? Zhu Bo, I'll help you."

Zhu Bo took a look at him, as if he had heard some joke.

"Eldest young master, I'll be thankful if you don't make trouble for me."

Zhu Bo did not forget the tragedy in the kitchen just now.

"You want to help me, so tell me what you will do?"

Seeing Zhu Bo's attitude, everyone was slightly stunned. Zhu Bo's attitude when talking to the school grass, are you sure he won't be beaten up by the school grass?

Just when everyone thought that the school grass would most likely quit, the school grass's attitude was beyond everyone's expectations.

"I can wash vegetables, I can also do dishes, and I should be able to light a fire."

"Just let me go back into the kitchen, huh?"

The attitude of the school grass is beyond everyone's expectations.

Everyone hasn't had much contact with the school grass, but they have all heard of the various legends and deeds of the school grass.

It's not like that anyway...

It seems that the rumors about Xiaocao and Zhu Bo in the post bar are true.

Zhu Bo really couldn't bear Pu Ziwen's soft-handedness, and still couldn't bear to throw him outside.

"It's fine to enter the kitchen, and follow my orders, can you?"

Pu Ziwen didn't hesitate at all, he smiled and nodded while pulling the corners of his mouth.

In the kitchen, the preparations before cooking were going on in an orderly manner, and Puzi heard Zhu Bo's arrangement to wash the vegetables.

For convenience, Pu Ziwen directly took the vegetables to the nearest sink, found a basin for washing vegetables, filled it with water and began to wash it carefully, without saying a word of nonsense.

While Zhu Bo was talking to the chef, he glanced sideways at him.

Pu Ziwen is quite charming when he is serious, and every time he speaks, Zhu Bo always wants to beat him up.

Pu Ziwen didn't realize that kitchen work was not as annoying as he imagined.

In fact, maybe there was no one in the house before, and no one was cooking, so he naturally didn't have a good impression of the kitchen.

When his thoughts were flying away, Pu Ziwen turned on the faucet to take a new basin of water. When he was about to reach out, he found someone stopped him.

Zhu Bo grabbed Puzi and smelled his hand, which was a little red from the stimulation of the cold water, and the red was a bit dazzling.

Zhu Bo tilted the kettle in his other hand, and the hot water flowed down.

"In such cold water, don't you even put some hot water in the dishes?"

"Pu Ziwen, you don't even have this common sense of life, do you?"

What a schoolboy.

Just as Zhu Bo finished pouring the water, he let go of Puzi and sniffed his hand, only to find that his fingers were grabbed by him with a quick step, and there was a hint of coolness.

"Pu Ziwen, don't play tricks on me in public."

Zhu Bo warned him to let go with his eyes. Although they turned their backs to everyone, it didn't mean that everyone couldn't see it.

"Quickly let go."

But Pu Ziwen didn't cooperate, as if he insisted on drawing a conclusion.

"Look at my cold hands and heat the water for me, are you caring about me?"

"Huh?" Pu Ziwen leaned close to Zhu Bo's ear on purpose, seeing that Zhu Bo's ear turned red, he had already confirmed Zhu Bo's answer, but he still wanted Zhu Bo to say it.

Zhu Bo didn't answer him, and tried to pull out his hand, but the difficulty lies in the size difference between him and Pu Ziwen, there is nothing Pu Ziwen can do if he doesn't let him go.

Distressed and natural.

"Pour you some hot water, do you think too much, let go quickly."

The more Zhu Bo urged him, the more he tightened his hand.

"Am I thinking too much? You didn't pour hot water for others, and their hands were cold."

He kneaded Zhu Bo's hand, Zhu Bo's fingertips were slender like a girl's hand, but it didn't look feminine at all.

Zhu Bo couldn't break free, but also understood his intention, Zhu Bo stopped struggling, and raised his eyes to look into Pu Ziwen's eyes.

"Do you want to hear me say 'I just brought you hot water because I was afraid you would catch a cold'?"

"Then you want to go."

Just at this time, someone called Zhu Bo from behind, Pu Ziwen let go of his hand and let him leave like a rabbit.

Pu Ziwen smacked his lips and thought for two seconds, then lowered his eyes and smiled until his eyes were bent.

What was Zhu Bo doing just now?

He clearly stated the answer he wanted to hear most in a disguised form, and then remained stubborn.

Pu Ziwen put his wet hand on his eyes, trying to control his emotions and impulses.

Zhu Bo is too cute, I really want to hug...

When Zhu Bo and Pu Ziwen get together again, all the preparations have been done.

Pu Ziwen's eyes towards Zhu Bo were not as enthusiastic as before, but contained some tenderness.

Zhu Bo told everyone: "It's cold in the mountains, and it happens that our team is a Sichuan cuisine chef, so we are responsible for the spicy dishes."

"It's just right to go to the cold brought by the mountains."

"Do you have any questions?"

Everyone shook their heads: "No problem."

Seeing that Pu Ziwen didn't speak, Zhu Bo turned around and asked him a question.

"Can you?"

"It's okay." Pu Ziwen didn't say anything.

Zhu Bo has been busy going back and forth for a long time just now, just coordinating everyone has spent a lot of effort, Pu Ziwen didn't want to trouble him.

What's more, he also heard that Zhu Bo seemed to tell others that he liked spicy food.

Hope you like it.

Everyone has no opinion, and the team quickly entered the state.

For a while, the sound of chili oil choking in the kitchen, the sound of the collision between the spatula and the pot, and the sound of the fire mingled together.

It is also mixed with everyone's busy voice and some people's screams.

In full swing.

Except for the students in the cooking class, most of them listened to theoretical classes with the outdoor practice teacher for the past two days, and their lunch was relatively simple, so they ate a little at the nearest hotel.

The special dinner made by the cooking team is mainly dinner.

Before dinner, everyone had packed the meals and handed them over to the chef who was appointed to deliver the boxed meals.

Zhu Bo, Pu Ziwen and his group can just stay and eat by themselves. After a busy half day, everyone quickly set up the table.

Pu Ziwen took time to take a photo of the table full of dishes, and sent it to the group along with Zhang Zhubo's profile photo.

Ding Weisong and Bao Shunsheng were so bored that they were separated. When the phone rang, it was almost instant.

-Brother Wen, you can do it, it's all done by you, really good!

-I'm so hungry, the delivery guy hasn't come yet, let me see what I've done.

Bao Shunsheng clicked on the photo and took a closer look.

-Wow, wow, it's all my favorite food, I like spicy food.

Bao Shunsheng didn't say that Ding Weisong hadn't noticed that the photos were full of spicy dishes.

-Brother Wen, don't you have that or something?

-Are you okay, Brother Wen?

Before Ding Weisong could ask the next sentence, he discovered that Pu Ziwen had sent a private message.

- Don't say it, spoil the fun.

- Praise Zhu Bo, he has been busy for a long time today.

Ding Weisong felt that he was forcibly stuffed with dog food again.

-Brother Wen, you are really desperate for love and lose your mind.

-I hope I can see you alive in two days.

Pu Zi smelled it back quickly.

- Get lost, praise him for me.

- order.

Ding Weisong switched to the group, and immediately published a wonderful five-hundred-word rainbow fart on the fruits of Zhu Bo's labor.

When Zhu Bo saw it, he took out his mobile phone and asked Pu Ziwen suspiciously.

"What happened to him, did you ask Ding Weisong to tell him?"

Pu Ziwen picked himself very cleanly.

"He just admires your excellence, it has nothing to do with me."

"Really?"

"real."

Zhu Bo was dubious, and replied Ding Weisong with a few words, and the dinner table here was about to start.

A variety of brightly red dishes were served, and everyone picked up their chopsticks after saying a few words to each other.

From the corner of his eyes, Zhu Bo saw that Puzi hadn't moved his chopsticks and was still looking at his phone, so for some reason, Zhu Bo took a piece of meat and put it in his bowl.

"Don't look at your phone while eating."

Pu Ziwen picked up his chopsticks, feeling a bit confused about the dish in front of him.

A big problem with people is that they overestimate themselves. For example, they think that they are not afraid when they stand on the bungee jumping platform.

For example, Pu Ziwen now thinks that he can always overcome the pepper, but he hesitates until he puts it in his mouth.

Cold sweat was already streaming down his back.

Zhu Bo didn't know that Pu Ziwen thought that he didn't like the thoughts in his mind.

"Are you not used to it?"

"Then why didn't you say it earlier, if you said it earlier..."

Pu Ziwen didn't ask Zhu Bo to say what he thought, and the second half of the sentence was about not eating what he said earlier.

Pu Ziwen picked up the piece of meat and put it in his mouth, numb his nerves and started chewing, and then took the initiative to pick up some vegetables.

Eat fast.

Seeing him, Zhu Bo still felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Originally, Zhu Bo thought that if Pu Ziwen couldn't get used to what he said earlier, he would set aside some dishes without chili.

But now, Pu Ziwen seems to be eating well.

Zhu Bo shook his head, and moved his chopsticks with a feeling that something was wrong.

Everything seems to be normal.

After packing up the dinner table, everyone was ready to leave for the hotel.

On the way back, Zhu Bo found that Pu Ziwen, who has always been talkative, has been talking since he finished eating, but this time he didn't say a word.

It's a bit strange.

Zhu Bo couldn't see Pu Ziwen's face clearly even under the cover of the dark night.

When Pu Ziwen walked beside him, Zhu Bo just faintly felt that something was wrong.

When he returned to the door of his room in the hotel, Zhu Bo felt even more uneasy.

Zhu Bo stood in front of Pu Ziwen, looked into his face and asked.

"Are you ok?"

Pu Ziwen's complexion was not good-looking, but there were no obvious signs of it.

Pu Ziwen just nodded slightly, his tone a little weak.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Pu Ziwen touched Zhu Bo's soft hair, rubbed it twice, and then smiled with difficulty.

Pu Ziwen saw Cai Si Nian walking from the other side of the corridor with a sideways glance, and he pushed Zhu Bo into room 10 first.

"Rest, good night, see you tomorrow."

Pu Ziwen closed the door for Zhu Bo, and Cai Si Nian passed the door the next second and stopped.

"Are you so possessive?" Cai Si Nian asked.

"How good it is to be so strong."

Pu Ziwen suppressed the discomfort in his stomach, and wrinkled his brows at an unpleasant angle.

"Whether it's good or not is our business. If you are acquainted, stand far away."

In the absence of Zhu Bo, Pu Ziwen didn't even want to act with him, showing a very imposing male protective side.

Cai Si Nian had already noticed that something was wrong with him, and he could somehow think of something.

Then he ignored Pu Ziwen's clamorous attitude, leaning against the wall and laughed twice.

"It's really not like you to pay for it without letting the other party know."

Pu Ziwen let out an unbearable moan from the corner of his mouth, and was about to find his keys from his clothes, not wanting to waste time with Cai Si Nian.

"You know shit."

Pu Ziwen used the key to unlock the door, strode in and closed the door with a bang.

Cai Si Nian raised his eyebrows and looked around twice, and after thinking about it, he knocked on Zhu Bo's door.

"Zhu Bo, let's talk if you haven't slept yet."

The moment Pu Ziwen closed the door, he couldn't bear the stomach pain and the numbness in his back, so he fell down and knelt on the floor at the door.

In fact, the stomach pain came second, and the most unbearable thing was his physical reaction.

He had never tried spicy food before, and he didn't expect his reaction to be so great.

Pu Ziwen half-sat on the floor, forced himself to walk to the bedside, and fell down beside the bed when he couldn't hold on any longer.

So that someone knocked on the door half an hour later, but Pu Ziwen didn't hear it in a daze.

Outside the door, Zhu Bo didn't get a response and suddenly felt a little flustered.

Just now when Cai Si Nian told him that Pu Ziwen might really have a problem, Zhu Bo didn't say anything at the time, and he was still worried afterwards.

Zhu Bo told himself that he still had to go and see him.

Just find an excuse to look at him.

But now he doesn't even answer the phone and knock on the door, which is too wrong.

Zhu Bo tried to push the door, but found that the door was not locked. He pushed the door open directly, and the darkness filled the room.

Zhu Bo wanted to turn on the light, but was interrupted by a weak voice.

"Close the door and don't turn on the light, just come in."

Zhu Bo Wenyan really didn't turn on the light, but walked into the bedroom with the faint light of the mobile phone, and he saw Pu Ziwen beside the bed.

The tall boy curled up at this moment, revealing all his helplessness.

Zhu Bo's heart suddenly seemed to be pulled by someone.

Zhu Bo went over to help Pu Ziwen and put him on the bed.

After turning on the warm yellow bedside lamp, Zhu Bo could see that beads of sweat had oozed from the other party's forehead, and his expression looked very painful.

"Are you okay? What's wrong?"

Pu Ziwen's mind is no longer clear now, but he can still clearly recognize that the other party is Zhu Bo.

The more fragile a person is, the more fragile his nerves are, and he instinctively absorbs warmth.

Pu Ziwen controlled his urge to hug Zhu Bo, but just took Zhu Bo's hand and placed it on his stomach.

Zhu Bo's fingertips were slightly cool, and the coolness spread to him.

"Stomach pain." Pu Ziwen just whispered.

"Have you brought the medicine?" Zhu Bo didn't move his hand.

"already eaten."

Zhu Bo looked around the room and found scattered medicine bottles in the corner. It should be that Pu Ziwen didn't have the extra strength to screw the lid on after taking the medicine.

"Still so uncomfortable? I'll take you to see the accompanying school doctor."

Zhu Bo got up to leave, but Pu Ziwen just took his hand and shook his head.

"I do not want to go."

The tone was soft and pathetic.

Pu Ziwen obviously didn't have much strength to hold Zhu Bo's hand, but he still refused to let go.

"Can you stay with me for a while?"

Zhu Bo actually didn't really want to leave, seeing him like this, his head suddenly seemed to freeze, and he retreated to the bedside along with the strength of Pu Ziwen's arm.

Zhu Bo nodded slightly.

In the next second, the boy who was still weak just now had some strength, and Zhu Bo was wrapped in the bed like the wind.

The author has something to say: Xiao Pu: I am sick and my wife hugs me, how about you? /[smug face]

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