The male god taught me to attack him

Jiang Putao didn't answer, he still had the red highlighter in his mouth, and only made two meaningless "woo hoo".

Feng Yu let go, took the highlighter away, and picked up Jiang Putao's chin with the tip of the pen.

"answer me."

Jiang Putao was flustered by Feng Yu's gaze, her eyes flicked around, but she didn't dare to look at Feng Yu, her teeth unconsciously bit her fleshy lips, and she explained indiscriminately:

"I... my pen fell off, I'll come down and pick it up!"

Feng Yu brushed the tip of the pen against the arc of Jiang Putao's chin, and a smile appeared on his lips:

"Pick up the pen with your mouth?"

Jiang Putao shook her head vigorously, but she didn't know how to respond other than shaking her head.

Feng Yu took back the pen, and in front of Jiang Putao, fastened the button slowly, and said:

"How do I unbutton it?"

Jiang Putao still shook her head, grabbed Feng Yu's trouser legs with both hands, and unconsciously tightened her fingertips, pulling out a wrinkle in Feng Yu's trousers.

Feng Yu answered by himself:

"Oh, I unbuttoned myself."

Jiang Putao saw that a button he had worked so hard to untie was slowly fastened again, and the strength on his shoulders was relieved. Knowing that he would definitely not be able to complete this task during the lunch break, at this moment, he felt extremely ashamed again, and lowered his head and lightly bumped Feng Yu with his head. legs.

He wanted to climb out from under the table. At this time, some of the students outside had already returned. Jiang Putao definitely couldn't climb outside, but on the other side, Feng Yu's straight leg was bent, blocking Jiang Putao's way. , he couldn't get out at all.

Jiang Putao pushed Feng Yu's knee, but did not push.

He could feel Feng Yu's gaze on him, which seemed to carry heat, which made Jiang Putao dare not raise his head, and his back was sweating.

The classroom gradually became noisy, Lu Sirou and Li Xin in the front row came back, and seeing that Jiang Taotao was not there, she asked casually:

"Hey, where's the ginger grape?"

Feng Yu didn't answer, and the two girls didn't ask any more questions, they turned around and continued chatting.

Jiang Putao sat kneeling under the table the whole time, and finally couldn't help raising her head, her eyes dodged, she glanced at Feng Yu and then moved away, her eyes were like black grapes covered in mist.

"Feng Yu, stop bullying me." He whispered, begging for mercy in his voice.

"Bullying?" Feng Yu raised his eyebrows slightly.

His two long legs gathered together, constantly compressing the space Jiang Putao was in.

"You unbutton me, I bully you, tit for tat, just right."

Jiang Putao was almost caught between Feng Yu's two long legs. He had to straighten his back and put his hands on Feng Yu's legs.

Feng Yu looked at the bewildered Jiang Putao, lowered his head slightly, his broken hair fell down, forming a shadow on Feng Yu's face.

Under the shadows, the green eyes darkened, and she quietly looked at Jiang Putao, as if sizing up and examining.

Feng Yu lowered his voice and said:

"Jiang Putao, I'm a person who will take revenge on anyone who hates me. If you're afraid, get away from me as soon as possible."

Jiang Putao didn't dodge Feng Yu's gaze this time, he raised his neck and looked at Feng Yu, gritted his teeth and simply squeezed up from Feng Yu's body, pressing Feng Yu's legs with both hands to borrow strength, and slowly stood up, Standing in front of Feng Yu, he was still held by Feng Yu's legs.

Feng Yu didn't stop him, and even leaned back slightly to make it easier for Jiang Putao to squeeze out.

Jiang Putao stood up straight, put her hands on Feng Yu's shoulders, and shook her head seriously.

"I'm not afraid, you are not afraid."

Speaking of Jiang Putao, thinking about what happened just now, she still did not forget to complain:

"You just always bully me."

Feng Yu said softly:

"It's not like this to really bully you."

Jiang Putao didn't hear clearly and looked at him suspiciously.

Feng Yu leaned back against the chair and said:

"Still standing here? Not going back to your seat?"

Jiang Putao curled her lips, and her nervousness was reduced by half. Seeing that Feng Yu had no intention of moving his legs away, he could only raise one leg and step over. Just as the other leg was raised, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and stepped back on the ground. He sat up and sat down hard, trying to press the pain on Feng Yu.

"Let you bully me! Crush you to death!"

Feng Yu's pressure from Jiang Putao was neither painful nor itchy, but the fleshy touch on his legs made him move his body, his bent legs suddenly straightened, watching Jiang Putao's body unsteady, and began to slide down.

"You can't suppress me." Feng Yu said.

Jiang Putao supported the table, turned her head and looked at Feng Yu viciously, retracted her other leg, and finally returned to her seat.

Lu Sirou in the front row didn't turn her head easily, and was startled when she saw Jiang Putao suddenly appeared:

"Fuck! Where did you come from, Jiang Putao? I didn't see you walking past!"

Jiang Putao smiled awkwardly, bowed her head and flipped through the book, avoiding Lu Sirou's question.

Just as Lu Sirou was about to ask another question, Li Xin stretched out her hand to hook her again, forcing Lu Sirou to turn her head and not let her ask again.

Jiang Putao breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't dare to look at Feng Yu next to her. She lowered her head and took out her phone, angrily sending a message to the system.

Jiang Putao: Mr. System, I failed the mission QAQ!

Feng Yu leisurely twirled the pen in his left hand, his pocket vibrated, and the pen fell to the table with a "slap", and he didn't pick it up again.

He took out his phone, glanced at the message from Jiang Putao, and typed quickly.

System: Try again.

Looking at the system's reply, Jiang Putao secretly cheered herself up, it was just a failure!Big deal try again!Lunch break failed, try again at dinner time!

or……

Jiang Putao thought of the system asking Feng Yu to help him review, or he could use this excuse to spend more time with Feng Yu!

He clenched his fist and was about to put away his phone when a text message from an unfamiliar number popped up.

Jiang Putao glanced at it, immediately frowned, and her expression turned cold.

The text message reads:

"Stay away from Feng Yu, he is mentally ill and will kill."

Jiang Putao immediately deleted the text message and blocked the number, but did not tell Feng Yu about it.

As for the person who sent the text message, Jiang Putao subconsciously thought of Feng Yi.

Although Feng Yi is Feng Yu's younger brother, Feng Yi gave Jiang Putao a very bad impression in the past few times. His hostility towards Feng Yu was too great, which made Jiang Putao very uncomfortable.

Jiang Putao opened the strategy app again, and wanted to ask the system if it knew the situation at Feng Yu's home, but it still didn't send out a single sentence.

Feng Yu's matter was like Pandora's box to Jiang Putao, it was placed there quietly, tempting him to open it all the time, and reminding him not to open it all the time.

Jiang Putao put away his phone, and at this time the teacher also walked in. He looked at Feng Yu beside him, and said nothing.

In the afternoon class, Jiang Putao took the class very seriously. He managed to pass the first class, and he really didn't want to fall again in the first monthly exam.

It wasn't until the last class, when the teacher asked them to arrange it themselves, that Jiang Putao wrote a note and pushed it in front of Feng Yu.

He wrote:

"Brother Feng, take me to review together if you have time?"

It was the second time for Jiang Putao to call him brother since the last time, and it was very awkward when writing the word "brother".

Feng Yu only glanced at it, and quickly wrote with a pen in his left hand. His movements were crisp, and as soon as he finished writing, Jiang Putao saw Feng Yu's answer.

Just two words, very much in line with Feng Yu's usual style.

"benefit."

Jiang Putao looked at these two words and was a little dazed.

He really didn't know what kind of benefits he could give Feng Yu. Yesterday Feng Yu said he owed him something.

At this time, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Jiang Putao didn't write any more notes.

He forgot about the pain when his scar healed, and he had long forgotten the shame of being found out by Feng Yu when he failed the mission at noon, and slowly approached Feng Yu, asking very seriously:

"Feng Yu, what do you want?"

Feng Yu closed the exercise book, looked at Jiang Putao, his eyes were deep, and he didn't answer.

What does he want?

Since he was a child, no one has asked him this question.

His father, Feng Chenghai, only wanted something from him, and his mother...his mother wanted him to be a dead person.

Jiang Putao didn't get Feng Yu's answer, she tilted her head, moved forward again, and put her hands on the edge of Feng Yu's chair.

It was dinner time, the classroom was in a mess, everyone was going out, Jiang Putao was afraid that Feng Yu would not hear clearly, so she whispered in his ear.

"Then... like last time, I owe you first, okay?"

The warm breath spilled into his ears, Feng Yu tilted his head to avoid Jiang Putao's breath, turned around and saw Jiang Putao was about to come closer, suddenly felt his heart relax, as if the weight that had been pressing on his heart was light Quite a lot.

"Okay, I owe you first." Feng Yu said.

He looked at Jiang Putao, who had been approaching him all the time, and continued:

"I can take you to review, the condition is owed first, and you will come to my house every Sunday with your textbook."

Jiang Putao blinked her eyes, her surprise was beyond words:

"Really?"

"Fake." Feng Yu got up and walked out, ready to eat.

Jiang Putao hurriedly followed, Feng Yu lowered his eyes, seeing Jiang Putao's thin white fingers grabbing his sleeve, but Jiang Putao himself kept talking about reviewing without realizing it.

"Tomorrow is Sunday, I'll go tomorrow? Which book should I bring? Do you want to eat? I'll take it together!"

Jiang Putao babbled, and suddenly thought of seeing Feng Yu drinking milk tea on the top floor, and asked again:

"Do you want milk tea? I'll bring you a cup when I go tomorrow."

Feng Yu wanted to say no to drinking, but at this moment a few girls passed by, chatting happily.

"Do you know the newly opened milk tea shop next door? Their succulent grapes are delicious!"

"Yes, yes! Let's go buy it now!"

Feng Yu changed his voice and said:

"Okay, you can bring me a cup of milk tea."

Jiang Putao clung tightly to Feng Yu's side, looking up at him, her black eyes full of anticipation.

"Okay, what do you want?"

Feng Yu said:

"I want...succulent grapes."