The male god taught me to attack him

When Jiang Putao was still rolling on the bed, Feng Yu had already come out of the shower.

He simply wrapped himself in a towel, picked up his phone, ignored all the missed calls and messages, and clicked on the strategy app.

The message from Jiang Putao lay in the list, Feng Yu slid his fingertips down, and saw Jiang Putao picked up a new task.

Feng Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at this task for two seconds, and tapped the screen with his fingertips, thinking about how much favorability he would add to Jiang Putao.

He typed a 30 first, then removed the 0, and sent it.

System: Mission completed, favorability +3.

When Jiang Putao received the news, she immediately stopped rolling, took a look at the phone happily, and immediately collapsed.

Why only 3 points?He thought he would add a lot this time!

Jiang Putao: Mr. System, only 3 points?

System: Otherwise?

Ginger Grape: I added 33 points last time!

System: Don't be greedy.

Jiang Putao rolled around on the bed again, thinking that he had added 36 points in total today, so he really couldn't be greedy.

As long as he keeps doing tasks, sooner or later he will be able to bring his favorability to a positive number!

Jiang Putao sat up flopping, ripped her clothes, took a few selfies with her mobile phone, picked out the one she thought was the best, and sent it to Feng Yu.

Ginger Grape: [Photo] Thank you for the clothes. [Little kitten compares heart]

Feng Yu switched to WeChat, saw Jiang Putao's selfie, which looked like a ID photo, moved his fingertips, and saved the photo to the hidden album.

Looking at the lonely photo in the hidden album, Feng Yu thought of something, opened the Raiders app again, found the photo that Jiang Putao sent to the system before, and saved it together.

Jiang Putao didn't wait for Feng Yu's reply, complained a few words, and quit WeChat after sending "good night".

Just after quitting, Feng Yu's WeChat message came over.

Feng Yu: As you said, I can do whatever I want, but if you owe me something, remember it first.

Jiang Putao thought of the 3 minutes of staring at Feng Yu at night, and his typing fingertips felt a little hot. He wanted to play tricks, pretended he didn't hear, thought of various replies, and finally just answered honestly "Yes".

Feng Yu didn't reply after that, Jiang Putao put down her phone and prepared to change into her pajamas.

He had just taken off half of his clothes when the phone vibrated and a message came from the system.

System: Are you ready to sleep?

Jiang Putao: No, the homework is not finished yet.

Feng Yu frowned slightly as he thought of Jiang Putuo's frequent distractions during the evening self-study.

System: What did you do for evening self-study?Did you get into Class [-] just for the monthly exam and then fall out?

Jiang Putao felt a little guilty when she saw the system's questioning, and felt inexplicably nervous about being asked by the teacher.

Jiang Putao: Didn't do anything... just...

System: Just?

Jiang Putao: Alright, I was wrong for being distracted in class, besides... I won't fall out of the first class!

System: You can go to Feng Yu and ask him to teach you.

Jiang Putao: I'm looking for it, and I will ask him if I have any questions.

System: Let him take you to review.

Let Feng Yu take him to review?Jiang Putao's eyes lit up, wouldn't this be another chance to get along with Feng Yu?

Ginger Grape: Really?Will Feng Yu bother me?

System: How do you know if you don't try?

The system has said this before, Jiang Putao thinks the system is right, how will you know the result if you don't try it?

He thanked the system, but the system brought up another topic.

System: Have you sent a photo to Feng Yu?

Jiang Putao was a little confused, how did the system know?

He also thought that the existence of the system was unscientific, and the system had said that it could see him occasionally, so it was no big deal if the system knew about it.

Ginger Grape: Yes.

System: Send me one.

After Feng Yu sent this sentence, he waited for a while and saw that Jiang Putao didn't reply, so he clicked on the hidden album again. There were only two photos in it, too few.

Jiang Putao hesitated for a moment, then turned on the camera, and casually took a picture and sent it to Feng Yu. She wasn't serious when she sent the photo to Feng Yu, and she didn't even look at the camera.

After receiving the photo, Feng Yu paused with his fingertips and waited a second before clicking on it.

A disheveled photo came into view instantly.

Different from the photo sent to him on WeChat, Jiang Putao sent the photo to the system. The large white coat is half hung in the crook of the arm, and the short sleeves are also wide inside. Because the size is too large, the neckline is skewed to one side, almost exposing half of the shoulders, half of the The skin on the chest is also exposed, so white that it glows under the lens.Jiang Putao's eyes are lazy, looking at the side casually, the facial features of the side face are well proportioned, which is the line that photographers will be moved by when they see it.

Feng Yu frowned while clicking save.

System: Did you not wear clothes in the photos you sent to Feng Yu?

Ginger Grape has a question mark in his head.

Jiang Putao: How can I not wear clothes?I wear it?Mr. System, why are you acting so weird?

system:.

System: All right.

System: Good night.

Looking at the series of replies from the system, Jiang Putao was at a loss.

He didn't get Feng Yu's good night, but he got the system's good night.

Jiang Putao quit the app and started to do homework. While writing, she was thinking about how to finish "drawing a heart on the abs of the male god" tomorrow. After finishing her homework, she washed up and fell asleep.

On the other side, the small villa.

The light in the study was on, and Feng Yu was sitting in front of the computer, scrolling the mouse to check something.

I saw a search page displayed on the computer, with a row of book titles listed on it, all of which were strategy novels.

Feng Yu picked out the most recommended book and clicked in. From Chapter 1, it took a whole night to read it.

In the morning, Jiang Putao put on her school uniform again.

He walked out of the bedroom and saw that his parents and brother were already sitting at the dining table.

Seeing Jiang Putao, Jiang Tingyan immediately waved.

Jiang Putao walked over and sat down, chatting with Jiang Tingyan while eating.

"Brother, how long will you stay here this time?"

Jiang Tingyan was not idle while eating, and kept flipping through the materials.

"About a week or so, I went back after attending the seminar."

Jiang Putao nodded, and looked at the materials in Jiang Tingyan's hands. The cover of the bound materials read "confidential" in English. Jiang Putao was a little curious.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

"The confidential information of an illegal mental hospital obtained from the professor, the cases recorded in it are very special and valuable for research." Jiang Tingyan said.

"Illegal mental hospital?" Jiang Putao asked.

Jiang Tingyan nodded:

"Well, this happened in a foreign country. There was a lot of trouble at the time, but it was quickly suppressed. There is a mental hospital that sells dog meat. It is a mental hospital in name, but it is actually for illegal fund-raising. Well, it almost became the number one psychiatric hospital at that time, but it didn’t care about anything in it, and all kinds of dangerous patients were allowed to roam around. Many terrible things happened among the patients, and many people died. Until two years later, What happened in this mental hospital was exposed."

Jiang Putao was a little taken aback, he didn't understand mental illness, but when he heard Jiang Tingyan say these things, he subconsciously thought of Feng Yu.

He remembered that Feng Yu once took a video call, and the person on the other side kept asking Feng Yu to see a psychiatrist.

Seeing Jiang Putuo in a daze, Jiang Tingyan thought he was interested, and asked:

"Want to see it? I can show it to you secretly, but you are not allowed to tell anyone."

Jiang Putao looked at the information and shook her head.

"I won't watch it, it has nothing to do with me."

Because of Jiang Tingyan's presence, Jiang's mother rarely did yoga with Jiang Putao.

After breakfast, Jiang Putao packed her lunch and hurried out.

He got on the bus as usual, and after only two stops, Jiang Putao felt a pain in his back again, as if someone had been watching him from the dark, but when he turned around, he found nothing.

This feeling was really uncomfortable, Jiang Putao endured a few stops, but couldn't help getting off the car early and walking to school.

It was already very late when Jiang Putao arrived at the school, and there was no one at the school gate, Feng Yi who stood by was particularly conspicuous.

As soon as Feng Yi saw Jiang Putao, he went up to meet him. Jiang Putao turned sideways and quickened his pace, completely ignoring him.

However, Feng Yi's ghost still persisted, he followed Jiang Putao closely, and whispered:

"Jiang Putao, I advise you to stay away from Feng Yu, he is not a good person, contacting him will only make you unhappy."

Jiang Putao tightened her fingertips on the strap of her schoolbag, turned her head and gave Feng Yi a hard look, then ran up and ran all the way into the classroom before letting out a sigh of relief.

Feng Yu sat in the corner, saw Jiang Putao coming in, and raised his eyes.

As soon as Jiang Putao entered the class, her eyes fell on Feng Yu, looking at him without blinking.

He walked over, patted Feng Yu on the shoulder, squeezed into the seat beside Feng Yu, sat down slowly, and kept his eyes on Feng Yu the whole time.

Until Feng Yu said:

"Is there something on my face?"

Jiang Putao was startled, quickly shook her head, and looked away, not daring to look any further.

When he was in class, he thought of the reminder from the system yesterday, and he also knew that he could no longer be distracted in class. In the morning class, he kept forcing himself not to think about it, and to pay attention to the class.

At lunch time, Jiang Putao finally had time to think about how to complete the task. He was also looking at Feng Yu while eating, not daring to look too directly. He glanced once in a while, and when he raised his long eyelashes, his eyes flicked past. Staring at him is even more seductive, as if deliberately seductive.

Feng Yu lowered his eyes, as if he couldn't see, and concentrated on eating.

After dinner, Feng Yu still lay down on the table to take a nap in the morning.

Jiang Putao lay on the side, staring at the back of Feng Yu's head, the corners of her mouth curled up as she watched.

He knows how to get the job done!

Draw a heart while Feng Yu is sleeping, as long as he moves carefully, it should be fine!

Jiang Putao picked out a red highlighter with a soft tip, so as not to prick Feng Yu's skin, he put the pen in his mouth, looked around the classroom, and slowly slid down from the chair.

During the lunch break, all the students in the back row went out, and only a few students in the front row were there.

Jiang Putao slowly got under the table, knelt on the ground, and crawled towards Feng Yu.

Feng Yu is tall and has long legs, and the space under the table is a bit awkward for Feng Yu's long legs. His legs are separated, one is bent and the other is stretched, which is just convenient for Jiang Taotao to move.

Jiang Putao held the highlighter in her mouth, breathed lightly, and crawled up to Feng Yu little by little.

He knelt and sat between Feng Yu's two long legs, but after climbing such a small distance, Jiang Putao felt that his breathing was messed up.

Feng Yu's school uniform jacket was left open, Jiang Putao flicked it lightly, and saw the clothes inside.

Normally, Feng Yu wears short sleeves in his school uniform jacket, but this time, Jiang Putao saw Feng Yu's shirt that was buttoned up tightly and the hem was neatly tucked into his trouser waist, his body stiffened slightly.

Why is Feng Yu wearing a shirt today?

Jiang Putao looked at the row of small buttons and the hem of the shirt tucked into the waistband, feeling a little at a loss.

If it was short-sleeved, he only needed to secretly lift up the hem of the clothes to draw a heart on Feng Yu's abdominal muscles, but Jiang Putao was a little helpless when facing the shirt tucked into his trouser waist.

He maintained the posture of kneeling in front of Feng Yu, and because his legs were curled up and uncomfortable, he knelt on both sides, leaning forward slightly, thinking that even if he got down, he would not be able to return without success.

Jiang Putao took a deep breath, and tremblingly reached out to the button of Feng Yu's shirt.

He carefully pinched a button on the hem of the shirt with his fingertips. It was just a small movement of unbuttoning, but it made him tremble with nervousness, and delicate sweat dripped from the tip of his nose.

As soon as one button was unbuttoned, Jiang Putao was about to continue to undo the next one, when Feng Yu's stretched right leg bent, completely trapping Jiang Putuo in the middle of his legs.

Jiang Putao's fingertips froze, and she slowly raised her head, facing Shang Feng Yu's green eyes.

Feng Yu was looking at him inexplicably, his eyes were like a mirror that could shine into the bottom of one's heart, seeing through Jiang Putao.

Feng Yu tilted his head slightly, looked down, looked at Jiang Putao who was kneeling in the middle of his legs, stretched out his hand, and pinched Jiang Putao's chin with his fingertips, preventing him from lowering his head and trying to dodge his gaze.

"Ginger Grape, look at me."

Jiang Putao's eyelashes were trembling constantly, her cheeks were flushed, the corners of her eyes glistened with moisture, and her high neck was slowly stained red, as if she had been severely bullied.

Feng Yu looked down at the kneeling Jiang Putao, his thin lips were slightly parted, and his deep and piercing voice was like the whisper of a demon.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"