The male god taught me to attack him

Jiang Putao still added Fang Yuanhao's WeChat, just after adding WeChat, Fang Yuanhao immediately sent a series of funny emoticons, acting as familiar in WeChat as in reality.

After all, Fang Yuanhao was Jiang Tingyan's friend. Although Jiang Putao was annoyed a lot, she didn't completely ignore him, and occasionally sent an emoji to perfunctory him.

Often his reply will cause Fang Yuanhao's more intense emoji reply.

Fang Yuanhao seems to be very idle every day, but as far as Jiang Putao knows, Fang Yuanhao is a student of the city's No. [-] University, and it is said that he has already enrolled in graduate school.

As for the major, Fang Yuanhao and Jiang Tingyan didn't say anything, and Jiang Putao didn't take the initiative to ask.

To him, Fang Yuanhao is just a passerby who knows his name in his life.

Early on Monday morning, Jiang Putao finally couldn't escape, and was grabbed by Jiang's mother to do morning yoga together.

There were a few Band-Aids on his neck to cover the bite marks. Mother Jiang looked at it, and didn't pretend not to see it, but tilted her mouth and made a continuous "tsk tsk" sound, which made Jiang Putao want to get into the ground .

It was obvious that he deliberately let his family members see him unobtrusively, in order to show his attitude, but when he was really teased, he was still too thin-skinned to bear it.

Fortunately, Mother Jiang didn't tease him too much, she grabbed him after morning yoga and left him alone, Jiang Putao took Feng Yu's washed clothes, put her lunch in her schoolbag, and ran out in a hurry.

Jiang's house is farther away from school than Feng Yu's. Jiang Putao spends a lot of time on the bus every day. Originally, he used to be picked up by his family's driver. Later, Jiang Putao got tired and asked Jiang's father, Jiang Mom, this is how I can take the bus by myself.

The bus in the morning is very crowded, with office workers, student parties, and people from all walks of life crowded together.

Jiang Putao was still squeezed into the corner, he grabbed the upper handle and followed the bus back and forth.

He didn't sleep well last night. He kept thinking about the kiss with Feng Yu at the bottom of the water over and over again, thinking about the small closed world in the water.

Suddenly, a malicious gaze looked over from behind.

Jiang Putao was sensitive to this gaze, and immediately looked back. Like the previous few times, there were crowds of people behind him, all of them looked stiff, numb, tired or sleepy, and no one seemed suspicious.

After he turned his head, that line of sight also disappeared, like his illusion.

Jiang Putao turned around again, frowned slightly, and got out of the car a few stops away from the school.

He quickened his pace, walked into the classroom with the bell ringing, and immediately saw Feng Yu who was wearing a mask in the back row, with the corners of his mouth curled up.

Feng Yu also looked straight at him, and stepped aside when Jiang Putao walked over.

Jiang Putao handed over the bag containing the clothes. It contained not only the clothes he wore back yesterday, but also the clothes he had borrowed from Feng Yu before. In fact, he was very willing to keep Feng Yu's clothes, but he thought they were 50 points now. Favorability, Jiang Putao wants to wait.

Anyway... When the favorability is full in the future, isn't Feng Yu's wardrobe his wardrobe.

Jiang Putao could feel that there was a difference between him and Feng Yu, but he couldn't tell exactly what the difference was.

During the class break, Lu Sirou turned her head to chat with Jiang Putao, curious about the band-aid on his body, the marks on both sides of his mouth, and the mask on Feng Yu's face.

She wasn't the only one who was curious, the students in Class [-] and the students in other classes who met Feng Yu or Jiang Putao in the morning were all extremely curious.

Although not everyone has been in love in high school, but he has never eaten pork and has seen pigs running. The marks on Jiang Putao's mouth can be known without any guesswork.

"You two are so strange!" Lu Sirou said.

Jiang Putao scratched the band-aid on her neck:

"Are you saying this is weird?"

"It's also a reason!" Lu Sirou waved her hand, and said: "What's even more strange is that the atmosphere between the two of you before seems to be the same as before, but it seems to be different..."

Jiang Putao blinked her eyes, not knowing how to answer.

Feng Yu, who had been wearing a mask all morning, might feel a little airtight. With a hook of his fingertips, he hooked the mask up to his chin, and pulled open the collar of his school uniform.

When he did this, the obvious teeth marks on his side face and Adam's apple were all exposed.

There were several exclamations that were too late to suppress.Lu Sirou, who was close, immediately opened her mouth wide and her eyes widened, until Li Xin reached out to close her mouth.

Lu Sirou hurriedly looked at Jiang Putao, her eyes flicked around where he was sticking the Band-Aid, her eyes were full of cunning, she felt that she had guessed what was under Jiang Putao's Band-Aid.

Jiang Putao coughed lightly, turned her head to avoid Lu Sirou's gaze, and met Feng Yu's gaze instead.

Feng Yu looked at him expressionlessly, and suddenly said:

"pain."

Ginger Grape: "Huh?"

Feng Yu: "My face hurts, and my throat hurts too. If you bite, you are responsible."

Jiang Putao never expected that Feng Yu would say that in front of Lu Sirou's stern face, and shyly turned up the collar of his school uniform, trying to hide his cheeks in it.

"Oh..." Lu Sirou exclaimed in a low voice, thinking that these two people are too hot!

"Are you...in a relationship?" Lu Sirou asked.

A question made Feng Yu and Jiang Putao freeze at the same time.

fall in love?

they?

Jiang Putao glanced at Feng Yu, Feng Yu glanced at Jiang Putao, and the two looked away.

"No."

"not yet……"

"It's...it's like this! Haven't fallen in love yet?" Lu Sirou was so surprised that her voice became a little louder.

Jiang Putao had already hidden half of her face in the turned up collar of her school uniform, and refused to answer any more questions.

He definitely wants to fall in love, but isn't it possible to fall in love after reaching 100 points of favorability?

Wait... Who said that you can only fall in love after you have 100 favorability points?

The system never asked for it!

Jiang Putao went to look at Feng Yu again, and was a little frustrated seeing that Feng Yu didn't look at him.

Before the favorability score was less than 100 points, if he told Feng Yu that he wanted to fall in love, would Feng Yu reject him?

It will definitely be rejected.

Li Xin saw Jiang Putao's frustration, and pulled Lu Sirou to turn around, not letting her talk any more.

Lu Sirou couldn't help but look back a few more times, thinking what are these two people doing?Play so advanced?What are you still doing?

She saw it!When Ginger Putao moved occasionally, there were traces of Band-Aids under the neckline!

It's all down to the bottom!Still not in love?

Master!Really a master!She, Lu Sirou, was convinced.

Feng Yu was sensitive to Jiang Putao's frustration, his long eyelashes drooped, and he looked at the textbook in front of him.

Falling in love with Ginger Grape?

It seems... It's not annoying, and I can't even suppress the expectation in my heart.

Feng Yu looked at Jiang Putao at the side, thinking that if Jiang Putao told him, he would agree, and this time he would not tease him, just agree, immediately agree, immediately agree.

But Jiang Putao didn't mention it until the lunch break.

He seemed to have never heard what Lu Sirou said before, what to do, even always holding the phone, Feng Yu took a look and saw who Jiang Putao seemed to be chatting with.

The conversation made Feng Yu a little annoyed.

"who are you chatting with?"

Helping Jiang Putao pack the lunch box, Feng Yu couldn't help asking.

Jiang Putao didn't look up, and tapped the WeChat interface with her fingertips to send a dog's head emoji, and the other side sent a series of dog's heads in an instant.

He couldn't help smiling and put away his phone.

"It's my brother's friend, a very annoying person."

Feng Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't think the expression on his face was annoying.

Jiang Putao didn't pay attention to Feng Yu's expression, he put away his phone, yawned, and planned to sleep on the table for a while.

In fact, he has been fiddling with his phone all morning because he was reading a novel. Lu Sirou recommended him a novel. He didn't like it at first, but after reading it, it became a little interesting.

As for chatting with Fang Yuanhao on WeChat... The world is clear, Fang Yuanhao has been bombarding him with emoticons, and he only replied that time at noon, and Feng Yu saw it.

It's a pity that Jiang Putao didn't know what was going on in Feng Yu's mind. He didn't sleep well last night, and stayed awake this morning. Now he couldn't bear it anymore, and quickly fell asleep lying on the table.

Even when she was sleeping, Jiang Putao faced Feng Yu, and she forced herself to look at Feng Yu for a while before going to bed.

Feng Yu didn't sleep, he was brushing up the questions, and the speed of brushing up the questions was very fast, like some kind of catharsis.

He knew that Jiang Putao was looking at him, and he waited for Jiang Putao to fall asleep before putting down his pen, and raised his hand to gently pinch Jiang Putao's cheek.

This stupid grape has more and more influence on him, and their relationship has gotten out of control, but it should have made Feng Yu extremely uncomfortable and out of control, involving Jiang Putao, instead made him addicted.

In the afternoon, Jiang Putuo heard the news that Feng Yi had transferred to another school. He hadn't stayed in No. [-] Middle School for a few days, and he transferred again so soon. After contacting the post on the school's forum, many people speculated that this matter had something to do with Feng Yu, Ginger grapes are related.

Class [-], who went to the birthday party that day, knew more about it, but the students who always gossip on weekdays, this time they tacitly shut up about this matter, and no one talked about it as gossip.

Feng Yi was also quickly forgotten by the students of No. [-] Middle School, as if there had never been such a person in No. [-] Middle School.

Yang Zhiyi ran into Jiang Putao who was out shopping between classes in the afternoon, talked about Feng Yi, and lamented that Feng Yi didn't even wear the No. [-] Middle School uniform, and left so quickly.

When Jiang Putao heard the news, she smiled. This smile was different from usual. Yang Zhiyi couldn't help shaking his shoulders, feeling a little chilly. That silly cute look.

He raised his hand and scratched his head, wondering if he played too crazy with his girlfriend recently and his head became stupid?

Yang Zhiyi recently found a good thing from the deputy leader of the creative APP team who participated in the previous competition. The deputy leader was not willing to give it to him. APP, which simulates the strategy system in those strategy novels, can just be used to play with girlfriends and increase feelings.

He actually wanted to share this app with Jiang Putao, but first, Cheng Zhe reminded him many times not to tell others, and second, it seemed that Jiang Putao and Feng Yu hadn't written a word yet, and Yang Zhiyi held back the matter. Yes, lest Jiang Putao spurn him and show his affection.

Jiang Putao didn't know that he was only one step away from the truth, and returned to class with two bottles of grape milk.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but Jiang Putao always felt that Feng Yu's expression was much colder in the afternoon, but when he asked Feng Yu a question, Feng Yu would still tell him.

In order to prevent Feng Yu from feeling sulky, Jiang Putao went to buy grape milk and gave Feng Yu a smoothie.

Feng Yu looked at the grape milk that Jiang Putao handed over, and closed his eyes.

Forget it, let's put aside the matter of falling in love, and besides...he hasn't thought of how to explain the Raiders app to Jiang Putao.

Seeing Feng Yu drinking grape milk, Jiang Putao smiled foolishly. He liked the feeling of feeding Feng Yu very much.

After school, Jiang Putao said goodbye to Feng Yu and caught the bus to go home.

There were very few people on the bus at night, and there was no sight that made Jiang Putao feel uncomfortable.

He thought it was just a coincidence, but he didn't expect that on the bus the next morning, Jiang Putao felt that disgusting sight full of malice again.

This time, he still didn't find anything unusual in the crowd behind him. Jiang Putao suppressed the discomfort in his heart, thinking it's better not to get out of the car early.

Unexpectedly, at the next stop, after a few more people squeezed onto the bus, Jiang Putao suddenly felt her waist being touched.

As if hit by something hard, Jiang Putao immediately turned her head, looked at the people behind her, and saw the purse carried by a woman beside her, guessing that this purse might have accidentally hit him, so she turned around again past.

Unexpectedly, after a while, his butt was hit again.

It happened that the bus was making a turn at this moment, Jiang Putao grabbed the handle tightly, and his body tilted to the side due to inertia, and at this moment, his thigh was hit.

Now, Jiang Putao was sure it wasn't an accident, there was indeed someone behind him deliberately touching him.

Jiang Putao frowned and turned her head, her eyes searched the faces of the people behind her one by one, and finally settled on the face of a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man wore thick glasses, and his hair was sprayed with a lot of hairspray, no matter how the bus shook his hair, it didn't mess up.

The middle-aged man held a briefcase in his arm. It was made of hard leather and he was not tall. He seemed to be a few centimeters shorter than Ginger Grape.

Jiang Putao stared straight at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man kept looking aside, leaving a drop of sweat on his forehead, and got off the bus at the next stop.

Looking at the panicked back of the middle-aged man, Jiang Putao didn't look back for a long time.

This time, he didn't step on the bell to enter class, and he didn't tell anyone about it.After school in the evening, when I came home, Jiang Putao saw the kitchen light was on, went in, and saw Jiang's mother cleaning up a pot of chicken.

Mother Jiang saw Jiang Putao coming back from school, and smiled at him:

"Are you back? Are you tired from studying?"

Jiang Putao shook her head and asked Mother Jiang what she was doing.

Mother Jiang is cutting chicken and deboning with a pair of scissors. The scissors are kitchen scissors specially designed for cutting meat. They are large, thick and have sharp blades.

"Your father hasn't been in a good mood these days. I'll make him a pot of chicken soup, and he can drink it tomorrow morning. You can go to school after drinking the chicken soup tomorrow morning." Mother Jiang reminded.

Jiang Putao nodded, walked out of the kitchen, and looked back at the pair of scissors before leaving.

Early the next morning, Jiang Putao sat at the dining table and drank chicken soup.

Although Mama Jiang doesn't cook often, her skills are good. The chicken soup is boiled overnight in a clay pot, skimmed off the fat, and added some sliced ​​ginger. It tastes delicious.

Aunt Wu was busy in the kitchen when she suddenly shouted:

"Hey? Why are the scissors for cutting meat missing?"

Mother Jiang went in to help Aunt Wu look for it, but after searching for a while, she couldn't find it, and she was at a loss:

"Strange, I put it there after I finished using it last night, why is it gone?"

Jiang Putao drank the chicken soup slowly, put the lunch box in her schoolbag, said goodbye to the Jiang family, and walked to the bus station.

This time he carried his schoolbag on his back, and the side zipper was unzipped a little, revealing the heat preservation bag of the lunch box and a pair of thick scissors.

The bus drove out slowly, and after two stops, Jiang Putao felt that disgusting sight again.

This time he didn't move, letting the gaze look at him.

He put his hand into his schoolbag, his long and thick eyelashes drooping, his black grape-like eyes looked at his schoolbag, the eyes were still clear and clean.

He held the scissors specially used for cutting meat in his hand. As long as someone touched him again, he was sure that he could use these scissors to cut off a few fingers of that person.

That person may scream, his finger falls on the ground, blood is sprayed everywhere, the people in the bus will panic because of his scream, those severed fingers will be trampled and crushed by the crowd, and maybe they will still be in the hospital. When the bus opened, it fell out and was swallowed by wild dogs and cats as food.

The corners of Jiang Putao's mouth curled up, her smile was still cute and silly.

He slowly rubbed the handles of the scissors with his fingertips, and when the bus made a sharp turn, he felt someone touch him.

This time it was no longer a hard leather bag that touched him, but a human hand.

The hand first touched his waist, but seeing that he didn't move, it came over again and squeezed him.

Jiang Putao lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, as if she was afraid.

Holding the handles of the scissors, he slowly pulled the scissors halfway out.

At this time, the cell phone he put in his pants vibrated twice.

Jiang Putao paused, stuffed the scissors back into her schoolbag, took out her phone, and found that it was a WeChat message from Feng Yu.

Jiang Putao said goodnight to Feng Yu last night, but Feng Yu didn't return.

He thought Feng Yu didn't reply on purpose, but now he saw Feng Yu sent a WeChat message.

"Good morning."

Jiang Putao quietly looked at the phone interface, and felt another bump from behind her.

He blinked very slowly, and took hold of the scissors again.

At this moment, Feng Yu sent a second WeChat message.

"Ginger Grape, don't be late."

Feng Yu found that Jiang Putao always stepped on the bell to enter the class. If she was a picky teacher, stepping on the bell would count as being late.

Jiang Putao stared at the phone page for a long time before stuffing the phone into his pocket, letting go of the scissors, and zipping up the schoolbag.

When stopping at the next stop, Jiang Putao got off the bus early.

He didn't leave immediately, but turned to face the bus, and when the door was slowly closing, he smiled at the middle-aged man on the bus looking over.

It was a beautiful smile, the corners of the mouth were slightly raised, and the sensual lips were pursed, so moist that one wanted to kiss him.

But the middle-aged man looked into Jiang Putao's dark eyes, and took a step back for some reason, as if subconsciously.

The person behind screamed and pushed the middle-aged man.

"Hey, be careful! You stepped on my foot!"

The middle-aged man apologized quickly, the bus started at this moment, he turned around quickly, and there was no sign of Jiang Putao outside the door.

Illusion... It must be an illusion. At that moment, he broke out in a cold sweat for no reason.

After Feng Yu specially sent a wechat message to remind Jiang Putao not to be late, Jiang Putao was late, even 10 minutes late.

He stood at the door of the class and knocked on the door, and apologized earnestly to the head teacher before he was let in.

Feng Yu frowned slightly, watching Jiang Putao walking slowly.

Jiang Putao stood in front of Feng Yu, stretched out her hand and grabbed Feng Yu's sleeve, using so much strength that her fingers turned white.

Feng Yu immediately noticed that something was wrong with Jiang Putao, emotionally.

He suppressed the urge to ask, just put ginger grapes in, and watched him silently.

Jiang Putao has been very quiet. During the second big break, Feng Yu did not give up his seat. He called the teacher to ask for leave, saying that Jiang Putao was not feeling well, and he would take care of him in the classroom.

After the classroom was empty, Feng Yu asked him:

"Ginger Grape, what happened?"

Jiang Putao looked up at Feng Yu, shook her head, then shook her head again, then leaned over and nestled into Feng Yu's arms.

Feng Yu didn't push him away, and even hugged him tightly with open arms, patting his back lightly.

After a long time, Jiang Putao said softly:

"On the bus...someone touched me."

"Many times."

Feng Yu's eyes froze, and his expression suddenly turned cold.

"Many times? Why only now?"

Jiang Putao lowered her eyes, rubbed her head down, and put her ear against Feng Yu's chest, listening to Feng Yu's steady heartbeat.

"I thought... I could handle it myself."

Feng Yu looked down at Jiang Putao and asked him:

"How do you want to solve it?"

Jiang Putao thought of the scissors in her schoolbag and fell silent.

Feng Yu didn't press him, but just hugged him quietly, and they didn't separate until class.

Jiang Putao has been listless all morning, as if she was really frightened, with some fear and fear on her face, but it doesn't look like...pure fear.

Feng Yu observed Jiang Putao quietly until during the lunch break, when Jiang Putao took out the lunch box from her schoolbag, she brought out a pair of scissors.

The big and thick scissors fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

Ginger Grape put the lunch boxes on the table as if she hadn't noticed them, opened them one by one, and arranged them.

Feng Yu picked up the scissors and handed them to Jiang Putao.

"Your belongings fell."

Jiang Putao raised her head and looked at Feng Yu silently for a long time before reaching out to take the scissors and stuffing them back into her schoolbag.

Feng Yu lowered his eyes, hiding the deep thought in his eyes, he didn't ask Jiang Putao what he did with such a thick pair of kitchen scissors to school, but just ate quietly, Jiang Putao didn't take the initiative to explain.

In the afternoon, Feng Yu didn't ask Jiang Putao about what happened on the bus. Jiang Putao was a little listless, and lay down on the table listlessly after class, and didn't take the initiative to talk to Feng Yu.

He was lying on his stomach with his back to Feng Yu, scratching the table with his fingertips again and again, his mouth was flattened, obviously aggrieved.

Why didn't Feng Yu ask him any more?

Can't you care about him?

The more Jiang Putao thought about it, the more sad she became, her eyes misted, but she didn't cry.

Until after school, Jiang Putao slowly packed her things.

He looked at the scissors in his schoolbag, thinking that Aunt Wu would run out of scissors tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yu didn't get up after he packed up his things.

Jiang Putao was blocked in the seat by Feng Yu, and made it clear that he would not let him go.

The classmates in the class filed out, and soon there were only two of them left.

Jiang Putao secretly glanced at Feng Yu, then quickly looked away, the corners of her mouth were pressed down very obviously.

Feng Yu suddenly reached out and tapped the corner of Jiang Putao's mouth, and asked him:

"Ginger Grape, can I go to your house?"

Jiang Putao widened her eyes slightly and looked back at Feng Yu.

"Go to my house?"

Feng Yu nodded:

"Go live at your house and go to school together tomorrow."

Jiang Putao was stunned for a while, then slowly opened the corners of her mouth and smiled.

Aunt Wu has scissors for tomorrow.

The depression on Jiang Putao's face was swept away, he put down his schoolbag, threw himself into Feng Yu's arms, and whispered:

"You said, you can't go back on your word!"

Feng Yu smoothed Shun Jiang Grape's soft hair:

"Well, I don't regret it." The author has something to say: Jiang Putao: Aunt Wu has scissors!

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感谢在2021-08-2121:22:07~2021-08-2222:05:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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