The male god taught me to attack him

The dessert was quickly divided up by other students, leaving a lonely piece on the plate.

Jiang Putao rubbed Feng Yu's neck twice, and couldn't help but look back at the snack, afraid that someone would take it away.

Feng Yu's neck was warmed by Jiang Putao's rubbing. Although the air conditioner was turned on in the private room, Jiang Putao sat on him completely, and the heat was stuck between the two of them, gathering more and more.

Jiang Putao also felt a little hot, but he was reluctant to get off Feng Yu's body.

The last time he drank too much at Feng Yu's house, he broke up directly and didn't remember what he did. This time he was just a little drunk and dizzy, but it was just right.

And bold, but will not forget everything.

The private room quickly became a commotion, singing and playing, the school committee drank a lot of wine, walked over and sat next to Jiang Putao and Feng Yu, turned on the phone and fiddled with Feng Yu. look.

"Come and see! Look!"

"I usually don't let people see this film!"

Jiang Putao nestled in Feng Yu's arms, and turned her head when she heard the movement of the school committee.

On the mobile phone held by the school committee is a photo of a cat, a white long-haired cat with blue eyes, very beautiful and proud.

"How is it! Doesn't it look good? This is my cat!"

As he spoke, he flipped through the pages again, showing Feng Yu the photos one after another.

"I didn't expect that your family also has cats, so we can communicate together? Do you have any photos? Show me too?"

Jiang Putao's cheeks were flushed with drunkenness, and she didn't expect that the school committee wanted to see a photo of Feng Yu's cat.

What do you think?

He turned his head away again, and pressed Feng Yu's neck again, rubbing Feng Yu's neckline into a mess, and shook his head, meaning that he could not show his photo to the school committee.

The school committee also drank a lot, squinted their eyes and took a closer look, only to find that there was someone sitting on Feng Yu's body. He pointed at Jiang Putao and laughed:

"Ginger Grape is too bad! He didn't drink much, did he? He's lying down so soon!"

After finishing the words, he urged Feng Yu:

"Let me take a look at your kitten. How can the owner of the cat not have a photo of his cat on his phone?"

Indeed there is.

Feng Yu thought of the hidden photo album in his phone.

But that can only be enjoyed by him alone.

Feng Yu didn't look at the school committee again, but just pinched Jiang Putao's waist and lifted Jiang Putao's limp body that kept sliding up.

"I do not have a picture."

The school committee didn't believe it, and stood up unsteadily, feeling that Feng Yu was so boring, and went to find other people to play with.

Just as Jiang Putao was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she saw a hand reaching for the last piece of dessert on the table out of the corner of her eye. She immediately straightened her waist and grabbed Feng Yu's lapel with both hands.

He also couldn't say that he wouldn't let others eat it. Seeing that hand getting closer and closer to the small cake, his black grape-like eyes were quickly filled with water mist, and he was very wronged.

It's all Feng Yu's fault for not letting him eat.

Feng Yu's fingertips lightly touched the corners of Jiang Putao's eyes, which felt a little wet.

After Jiang Putao drank the wine, her lacrimal glands developed a lot, as if she would cry if she squeezed it lightly.

Feng Yu looked at Jiang Putao, who was sitting on him with grievances written all over his body, his heart was burning hot, as if someone had poured a cup of warm spirits on his heart, which made it difficult for him to calm down.

"Crying?" Feng Yu's deep voice was right next to Jiang Putao's ear.

They sat on the sofa one by one and sat on top of the other, using 10 points of favorability to do things beyond the status of ordinary friends.

But no one thought it was abnormal, as if they were supposed to stick together tightly.

Jiang Putao didn't want to cry, but she was too anxious and physically forced a little tear.

He looked back and saw that the hand was not heading for dessert at all, but picked up the bottle opener in the corner of the table.

Jiang Putao's eyes were still stained with tears, and she didn't care about anything else. She immediately turned around and grabbed Feng Yu's clothes. The prayer and expectation in her eyes were clearly written.

Feng Yu didn't intend to bully him too hard, so he stretched out his arm to grab the dessert.

Jiang Putao was sitting on Feng Yu's body. Feng Yu leaned forward, compressing the space he was in. He had no choice but to put his arms around Feng Yu's neck and lean back.

This feeling is very strange, there is no support behind him, he only relies on holding Feng Yu's neck to stabilize himself, as if he is a floating boat and Feng Yu is his shore.

Feng Yu picked up the small cake, but did not pass it to Jiang Putao.

The little cake was really small, not as big as half of his palm. At this time, Feng Yu was holding it, and it passed Jiang Putuo's eyes, but he refused to give it to him.

Jiang Putao raised her body slightly, trying to grab that little cake.

Feng Yu suddenly grabbed his waist and pressed down to make him sit up.

Jiang Putao didn't have the strength to begin with, so she fell onto Feng Yu and sat down heavily, Feng Yu suddenly let out a muffled snort.

This muffled snort was right next to Jiang Putao's ear, and burrowed all the way into his ear, as if alive, causing an uncontrollable itch.

Jiang Putao blinked blankly, raised her hand and rubbed her ears, the redness on her cheeks spread, and even her neck was very red.

He always felt that something seemed to have happened just now, but Feng Yu's expression was hidden under the constantly changing lights in the private room, and he was still expressionless, as if everything was Jiang Putao's illusion.

Feng Yu didn't speak, he just brought the cake to his lips suddenly and took a bite.

The small cake was not that big, Feng Yu took a bite off, and only half was left.

Jiang Putao wanted to eat a small cake, so she knelt up in Feng Yu's arms and opened her lips slightly to chase Feng Yu's fingertips.

Feng Yu lowered his eyes, he didn't want to snatch Jiang Putao's small cake, but at this moment he raised his hand and refused to give it to him.

After Jiang Putao drank the wine, her brain was chaotic and her thoughts slowed down. At this moment, she only knew how to chase the little cake on Feng Yu's fingertips, and couldn't care about anything else.

Feng Yu held the small cake and raised his arm, turned around in front of Jiang Putao's eyes, and then quickly stuffed it into his mouth.

Jiang Putao chased after her with her mouth, and only had the little cake in her eyes. Seeing that the little cake was stuffed into Feng Yu's mouth, she was so anxious that her back tensed, her hands pressed Feng Yu's shoulders, and she leaned forward with her head down.

He bit the corner of Feng Yu's lips.

There was a piece of soft coolness between the teeth, and it seemed to taste the sweet and greasy taste of the small cake.

Jiang Putao muttered "little cake", sipped the sweetness in her mouth, relieved the strength in her waist, sat back, nestled in Feng Yu's arms, grabbed his clothes with both hands, and complained in a low voice:

"My little cake..."

"Give me back the cake!"

The students on the other side didn't know what they were playing, and suddenly they screamed together, and then one of them ran to the door and turned off all the lights in the private room, leaving only the faint light of the monitor, which could only illuminate a little distance in front , couldn't illuminate Feng Yu and Jiang Putao who were sitting in the corner.

It was completely dark around the two of them.

Feng Yu seemed to sigh slightly.

He touched Ginger Grape's lips with his fingertips, and spread the cream on his lips.

"That's all you want to eat?"

"Just a piece of cake."

Jiang Putao really wanted to eat it, but at this moment in the dark, the tip of his nose shrugged slightly, smelling the sweet and greasy taste of Feng Yu's fingertips.

It seems that Feng Yu's fingertips are sweeter than small cakes.

"I want to eat." Jiang Putao said softly, her voice soft.

He held Feng Yu's wrist, opened his lips slightly in the dark, and finally tasted the cream on the cake.

The small cake seems to be strawberry-flavored, and the cream is mixed with strawberry jam, and every bite can be sweet to the heart.

Jiang Putao leaned on Feng Yu's shoulder, tilted her head, held Feng Yu's wrist with one hand, and ate cream seriously with her head down in the dark.

The sound of eating butter came into Feng Yu's ears clearly. In the dark, he couldn't see Jiang Putao's face, but the touch of his fingertips was very clear.

Until the fingertips were wet, Feng Yu withdrew his hand and rubbed Jiang Putao's lips with his thumb slightly.

"All right."

"It's a bit over the top."

Jiang Putao's brain became more and more confused. He obviously only drank two small bottles of beer, but he was a little tipsy, but now he felt completely drunk.

The lights came on at this moment, and the students over there were more excited than each other, having so much fun that they had long forgotten about Feng Yu and Jiang Putao sitting in the corner.

Jiang Putao couldn't adapt to the light, so she squinted her eyes. Her eyes, which were slightly rounded during the day, were half-opened at this moment, blurred, and there was a trace of watermark on the corners of her lips.

He seemed a little too late to react, opened his mouth, and still muttered:

"small cake……"

Like Jiang Putao's lips, Feng Yu's fingertips also had watermarks, which were very clear under the light.

He put his chin on Jiang Putao's shoulder, reached for a paper towel, pressed Jiang Putao like this, and wiped his fingers slowly until there was no watermark on his fingertips. The thumb wiped the corner of Ginger Grape's lips.

"You drank too much, I'll take you home." Feng Yu said.

Jiang Putao's brain, which stopped thinking, turned slowly, and knew to refuse:

"Don't go home... don't go home..."

He turned his head to look at Feng Yu, and leaned closer as he looked, the tip of his nose almost touched Feng Yu's.

"I want...to go to your house." Jiang Putao whispered, only Feng Yu's green eyes were in sight.

"Feng Yu...your eyes are so beautiful."

A drunk person has no logic at all, one second he was talking about going to Feng Yu's house, and the next second he was praising Feng Yu's eyes.

Feng Yu raised his hand and lightly touched Jiang Putao's eyelashes. Just as he was about to speak, the door of the private room was kicked open suddenly.

The door hit the wall with another loud bang.

Jiang Putao was startled, her shoulders trembled, and Feng Yu pressed her head into his arms.

There was a man standing at the door with a slanted drunken face. He squinted his eyes and looked around the faces of the people in the private room. Finally, he saw Feng Yu.

"Feng Yu..." The man grinned. He was obviously good-looking, but his smile made people feel uncomfortable.

"You are... Feng Yi?" The monitor of Class [-] was also taken aback. At this moment, he was blocked by several male students in the class and recognized the person who came.

Feng Yi came to drink with a few friends today, but he didn't expect to see Feng Yu who came with his classmates.

He knew that Feng Yu hardly participated in group activities, so he was really surprised to see him.

But because he had just been warned by Feng Chenghai, he didn't plan to come over to cause trouble, it was because he was not angry at all, and he saw Feng Yu again, and he didn't control his drinking.

When he saw Feng Yu in the corner, he kicked away a few wine bottles on the ground, walked in unsteadily, and stepped on the table.

"Feng Yu, you're a fucking mental patient, how dare you come out to play with your classmates?" The first time he opened his mouth, he was swearing, which made the other students in Class [-] frown.

Some time ago, the two brothers Feng Yu and Feng Yi had just posted on the school forum. Although there was a ginger grape in the middle, many people already knew that the relationship between their brothers was not very good. Only after meeting today did they realize that it was not just bad, it was Like an enemy.

The students in Class [-] also drank a lot of alcohol. They were all drunk at first, but they were a little sober after Feng Yi made such a fuss.

Jiang Putao also became a little sober. He wanted to get off Feng Yu's body, but found that Feng Yu was holding his back with one hand, not allowing him to move.

Feng Yi originally just stepped on the table with one foot, but later he simply stood on the table.

He swayed on it, looked around at the others in the room, and grinned like a villain on the verge of death in a TV show.

"It's just you... you!" Feng Yi raised his finger and pointed at the students in Class [-], pointing his fingers one by one, with a face full of sarcasm.

"How dare you play with Feng Yu? Do you know who he is?"

Feng Yi stood on the table, turned his back to Feng Yu, and shouted:

"He's mentally ill!"

"Do you know about mental illness? Murder is not against the law! Feng Yu, a mentally ill man, has killed someone before! Not only was he killed, but he was also hospitalized in a mental hospital!"

"Such a person, do you still dare to contact him?"

When he was talking, the private room was quiet, even the music was turned off by someone.

Feng Yu hugged Jiang Putao, gently stroked his back, comforted him, and didn't look at Feng Yi the whole time, as if he didn't exist.

After Feng Yi finished speaking, he saw that no one spoke or paid attention to him, so he squinted his eyes and looked around again, then turned around, kicked away the things on the table, and bent down to look at Feng Yu.

"Feng Yu, you..."

He took a closer look, only to find that Feng Yu was holding someone, and it was a man.

"Feng Yu, are you disgusting?" Feng Yi blurted out.

He jumped down from the table, walked around Feng Yu and Jiang Putao twice, and sneered:

"It turns out that you are not only mentally ill, but also gay, so disgusting!"

After saying that, he even spat on the ground.

A class of students who had sobered up couldn't see it anymore. The school committee and a few boys came over and patted Feng Yi on the shoulder.

"Feng Yi, we don't know what's going on in your family, but today is our class going out to celebrate our classmates' birthdays, so you should go first."

The students in class one were very polite, they didn't swear or want to make things big.

If Feng Yi hadn't been drinking, he wouldn't have come over to make trouble in such a shameless manner, but he was pushed over by Feng Yu one after another, and reprimanded by Feng Chenghai. With a backlog of anger in his heart, he waved away the hand of the school committee.

"Go away! Don't meddle in your own business!"

As he spoke, he turned around, pointed at other people, and tilted his head and shrugged his shoulders. He looked like a social gangster, and his handsome facial features were wasted on him, making him look sloppy.

"All of you...are idiots, don't you think it's disgusting to play with a mentally ill or homosexual?" Feng Yi spoke with a loud voice, and a vein appeared on his neck.

The school committee couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward, and said in a cold voice:

"Feng Yi, please be more polite, what age is it, and you still play tricks, don't be ashamed."

"Yeah, don't you feel ashamed, you really don't look like your brother!" The other students answered.

"Jiang Putao drank too much, what's wrong with Feng Yu taking care of him, besides, he's really gay, doesn't touch you, doesn't eat or drink from you, can you control it?" Another classmate asked.

"You make such a fuss, I think you look like a psychopath!"

After all, Feng Yi only had one mouth, and he couldn't speak to so many people. He was squeezed by a class of classmates one by one, and wanted to do it because he couldn't speak.

Li Xin had already gone to the front desk to call security, but Lu Sirou blocked the door, as if she was afraid that Feng Yi would run away first.

Feng Yi didn't know that no one was afraid of him, and everyone looked at him like a clown. He picked up a wine bottle, swung it around twice, and pointed it back and forth at the students in class one.

"Don't force me, you know?"

Feng Yi is different from Feng Yu. He was spoiled by Feng Chenghai and his mother since he was a child, and he grew up doting. Except for one face, his whole body looks sideways.

But it doesn't seem right to say that doting will make the child grow up. Jiang Putao was also doted on by the family, but not like Feng Yi.

The students in Class [-] frowned slightly, and stepped back a little, fearing that Feng Yi would really hit someone because he didn't know how deep he was.

Feng Yi thought that these people were afraid, so he turned around with the wine bottle and walked towards Feng Yu.

"Feng Yu, I will replace Dad today and teach you a lesson..."

At this time, Jiang Putao let go of her hand, and the wine bottle she was holding in her hand fell down along the edge of the sofa, rolling towards Feng Yi's feet.

Feng Yi drank too much and didn't look at the ground. If he took a few steps forward, he would trip over.

Jiang Putao and Feng Yu's place is a blind spot for monitoring, no one will see a wine bottle Jiang Putao throws on the ground.

Feng Yu suddenly kicked over, kicking Feng Yi to the ground, his mouth just hit the wine bottle that Jiang Putao threw on the ground, the wine bottle was nothing but Feng Yi's front tooth fell out, Immediately the mouth was full of blood.

Feng Yi screamed, covered his mouth and rolled on the ground.

This is a blind spot for monitoring. Jiang Putao couldn't see Jiang Putao throwing wine bottles, and naturally Feng Yu couldn't kick people.

A class of students saw it, and the class leader couldn't help jumping up and shouting "OK".

Feng Yu simply got up and hugged Jiang Putao as if he was holding a child.

With a long leg, he stepped directly past Feng Yi who was lying on the ground, and walked out the door.

At this time, Li Xin had arrived with the security guards, and they looked inside together.

Feng Yu's voice was very cold and calm. In such a chaotic situation, it seemed to give a group of students a reassurance.

"I will take care of Feng Yi's matter. I'm sorry about today's matter."

Feng Yu went to the front desk with Jiang Putao in his arms, first settled the previous bill, opened the largest private room, ordered the most expensive set meal, left a lot of money, and said:

"It's still early, you guys keep playing, Putao is drunk, I'll take him home."

The students in the first class really haven't had enough fun. Seeing a few men in suits suddenly walk in from outside the door, dragging Feng Yi away, they don't ask any more questions, they get into Feng Yu's private room, and continue to play.

Feng Yu carried Jiang Putao into a car that arrived at an unknown time, and sat in the back seat.

Only then did Jiang Putao get her face out of Feng Yu's arms, and she let go of her hand, and a big and thick ashtray fell on the car seat.

Feng Yu glanced at the ashtray, but didn't ask anything.

Jiang Putao's wine was also mostly awake, and then she looked at the ashtray, a little embarrassed, turned her head and buried her face in Feng Yu's arms, and asked in a low voice:

"Where are we going?"

"My house." Feng Yu said.

Jiang Putao rubbed her cheek against Feng Yu's ear, and stopped talking in satisfaction.

Feng Yu held Jiang Putao in his arms, and followed Jiang Putao's back once in a while. His green eyes were in the darkened compartment, looking at the ashtray that fell aside.

Every private room of the KTV will prepare such an ashtray, specially for the guests, because the students in Class [-] are all students, and no one smokes, so this ashtray is kept clean and placed on the table.

Jiang Putao was sitting in Feng Yu's arms at that time. He didn't let Jiang Putao move, so Jiang Putao quietly reached out and brought a wine bottle and this ashtray successively.

Feng Yu saw it and didn't stop him.

If Feng Yu hadn't kicked Feng Yi's kick just now, if Feng Yi had tripped over the wine bottle, the ashtray in Jiang Putao's hand might have hit Feng Yi's head.

This ashtray is big and heavy, and if it hits the head, it's easy to cause a big accident.

Feng Yu hugged Jiang Putao, and suddenly chuckled in the dark.

Jiang Putao was tickled by Feng Yu's laughter, looked at him with clear black eyes, and asked in a low voice:

"Feng Yu, what are you laughing at?"

Feng Yu went to pinch Jiang Putao's nape again, prioritizing, as if toying with it.

"Have you told your family? About not going home at night."

Jiang Putao's calf turned up, a little happy.

He leaned in front of Feng Yu in the dark, looked carefully into Feng Yu's eyes, and whispered:

"Say it, I said it a long time ago."

"Really." Feng Yu's voice was calm, without any emotion.

He moved up the fingertips holding the nape of Ginger Grape's neck, and then slid into Ginger Grape's hair instead.

"So you've already planned it?" Feng Yu said.

Jiang Putao's back was stiff, and she shook her head in embarrassment:

"Y-It's not very early..."

Jiang Putao had the feeling of being seen through by Feng Yu. It was a strange feeling, but he didn't hate it.

He quietly took out his phone, clicked on the strategy app, and wanted to draw another random strategy task.

Since he is going to Feng Yu's house, he can't waste this opportunity. He should take the opportunity to complete a task and increase his favorability.

Seeing that Feng Yu wasn't looking at him, Jiang Putao quickly pressed the "Random Raider Mission" button.

The new clearing task was soon displayed, Jiang Putao took a light breath, and quickly put away the phone.

Feng Yu naturally knew what he was doing, although he didn't know what task Jiang Putao had chosen, but seeing his reaction, he knew it shouldn't be an easy task.

But he still deliberately teased him:

"what happened?"

Jiang Putao didn't speak, but just shook her head. Every time she shook her head, her ears would rub against Feng Yu's neck, warming her cold ears.

He didn't say anything, Feng Yu didn't ask again, he didn't even take out his mobile phone to see what tasks Jiang Putao picked up, he just waited for Jiang Putao to make a move.

This is like a small game between the two of them, secretive and ambiguous.

Jiang Putao was quiet for a while, then suddenly lay beside Feng Yu's ear, and said softly:

"Feng Yu, I still want to drink."

Feng Yu tilted his ear:

"Didn't drink enough tonight?"

Jiang Putao thought about the newly drawn clearing task. He felt that this clearing task could only be done while Feng Yu was drunk. Thinking of this, he couldn't hide the anticipation on his face.

He nodded:

"Well...it doesn't count at night, I want to drink alone with you."

Feng Yu looked at him thoughtfully, did not refuse, only said:

"Let's talk at home."

Jiang Putao let out a "hmm" and stopped asking. Thinking about the task in her heart, her fingertips curled up nervously.

The task he just got is:

"Kiss the side face of the male god and take a selfie."

The author has something to say: Feng Yi: Did I almost die?

Ginger Grape: You guessed it.

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