The male god taught me to attack him

Jiang Putao didn't quite understand the brain circuit of the system, so he frowned and poked at the screen.

Jiang Putao: But...Mr. System is not a human being, what's wrong with sending you this?

In Jiang Putao's perception, the Mr. System of the Raiders APP is like the systems in the novels he has read. It may be some kind of advanced AI, a combination of a string of codes. It is not a living thing anyway, even cats and dogs. Not really.

Who would deliberately avoid cats and dogs to change clothes, let alone just a system.

Jiang Putao: Feng Yu doesn't care what photos I send to whom.

Although Jiang Putao didn't want to admit it, but with the -99 points of favorability, Feng Yu didn't hate him when he got along with him, he was already thankful.

Feng Yu looked at Jiang Putao's reply, wiped away the water droplets on the phone screen with his fingertips, and suffered from being dumb with a cold face.

Seeing that the system did not reply, Jiang Putao exited the Raiders app directly, went to the kitchen to wash a plate of grapes and came back, set up her homework, sat at the table, mustered up her courage, and sent Feng Yu a WeChat message.

Jiang Putao: Feng Yu, I don't know a few questions, can I ask you now?

Feng Yu also just sat in the study room, with a laptop open in front of him, the study room was dark without the lights on.

Inexplicably, he thought of the extremely thin waistline in Jiang Putao's photo again, and he didn't refuse.

Feng Yu: Send it.

Jiang Putao found a few questions, took photos and sent them one by one.

He was waiting for Feng Yu's reply, but he didn't expect Feng Yu to make a video call directly.

The ringtone of jingle bells struck Jiang Putao's heart, he quickly put the phone in front of him, pressed it on, and then zoomed in on Feng Yu's image.

It was pitch black on Feng Yu's side, and Jiang Putao could only vaguely see the lower half of Feng Yu's face illuminated by the laptop screen.

Nervously, he picked up the exercises and approached the camera, and pointed to the questions on it for Feng Yu to read.

"It's these...can you tell me?"

"En." Feng Yu responded, his voice came through the Internet, getting deeper and deeper.

He didn't ink, and started talking directly from the first question.

Jiang Putao quickly picked up the pen, lay down on the table and followed the steps explained by Feng Yu to write.

He stood next to the mobile phone, close to it, and the camera was low. Jiang Putao lowered her body to write, her loose neckline was open, and the line of her collarbone was fully exposed.

Feng Yu was looking at the computer screen, typing on the keyboard with his fingertips from time to time, but at some point, the sound of typing on the keyboard stopped, and there was only a low voice of lecturing.

While Jiang Putao was writing, she did not forget to reach out and pinch a grape to her mouth.

The grapes I bought this time were not very good, they were a little too sour. I threw a whole ginger grape into my mouth, and immediately squinted my eyes because of the sourness.

He was greedy again, couldn't help but want to eat, and also improved his memory. When he picked up another one, he didn't throw the whole thing into his mouth, but brought it to his lips, sucked it slowly, and bit the skin with his teeth. Licking the spilled grape juice little by little.

On the opposite side, the upper half of Feng Yu's face was hidden in the darkness, occasionally Jiang Putao looked up, wondering if Feng Yu was looking at him.

Feng Yu is worthy of being a top student, and the way of lecturing is simple and easy to understand, which always makes Jiang Putao suddenly realize.

Although he wanted to take this opportunity to complete "sleeping with the male god Lianmai", he gradually started to study hard.

My mind is absorbed in my study, but my mouth is not idle. I have eaten grapes one by one, and I have bitten the skin of the grape to suck the grape juice. The next grape will be crushed on the edge of my lips, and it will stain my lips. I don't know that the grape juice is purple.

Feng Yu's voice was getting deeper and slower when he was speaking. He leaned back on the chair and looked at Jiang Putao with slightly narrowed eyes.

The fingertips of Jiang Putao always holding the grapes were also stained with a smudged purple. The grape juice was sticky on the fingertips. Jiang Putao looked around and didn't see the tissue. He licked his lips, and the tip of his tongue flickered.

After finishing a few questions slowly, there were not many grapes left. Jiang Putao unconsciously licked the grape juice on his lips. Looking at the full exercise page, he felt a sense of accomplishment, and picked up another grape with his fingertips. Send it to your lips and bite down happily.

The plump grapes were crushed from the middle by the teeth, and the grape juice splashed out, not only on the exercise in front of him, but most of the splash fell on Ginger Grape.

The purple juice fell on the fine white skin, and slowly slid down the skin, leaving a winding water mark.

Jiang Putao exclaimed in a low voice, glanced at his purple-stained clothes, wiped it with his hands a little annoyed, the more he wiped, the darker the color was, and he simply ignored it, but he didn't care about the few drops of grape juice on his skin Wipe it off.

Feng Yu changed his posture at some point, lazily propping his cheek with one hand, the sound of lecturing stopped, and quietly looked at Jiang Putao on the phone screen.

Ginger Grape just wiped it down casually, and the meandering grape juice disappeared, but there was still a drop of grape juice staying safely in his collarbone line, which he didn't notice.

Feng Yu tapped the table slowly with his other hand, without reminding Jiang Putao of the existence of that drop of grape juice, he hung up the video call directly.

After Jiang Putao finished tidying up, she looked up and found that the video call had been hung up. She looked at the conversation interface with Feng Yu, thought about it, and dialed again.

After a few beeps, Feng Yu hung up again.

Jiang Putao felt a little uneasy, he didn't know what happened to Feng Yu, could it be that Feng Yu was dissatisfied because he slipped away to eat grapes halfway?

But the topic is not over yet!Jiang Putao looked at the time again. He still wanted to wait until Feng Yu fell asleep during the lecture, so that he could complete the task of "sleeping with the male god Lianmai"!

Jiang Putao summoned up her courage and hit again.

This time the bell rang for a long time, just when Jiang Putao was about to give up, Feng Yu answered it.

It was completely dark on the opposite side, and this time there was no light at all. Jiang Putao leaned in front of the phone screen, but still couldn't see anything.

"Feng Yu?"

"Hmm." Feng Yu's voice came, without discerning emotions or explaining why Jiang Putao kept hanging up the video call just now.

Jiang Putao didn't dare to ask any more questions, and only said:

"Are you still talking about the topic?"

"Come." Feng Yu said.

Jiang Putao immediately forgot the previous episode. He was tired from sitting, and lay on the bed with the exercises, put his mobile phone aside, and wrote lazily. His calves were not honest, and they were up and dangling behind him.

As soon as he lay down, the neckline was completely open. Originally, he could only see the slender collarbone, but now he could see even the chest. Occasionally, when Jiang Putao moved, he could see the bright red flashing past.

Feng Yu had already returned to the bedroom and was lying on the bed. Seeing this, he turned the phone upside down.

"Ginger grapes."

Jiang Putao was writing a question when Feng Yu suddenly called her name and looked up at the phone blankly.

"Ah? What's the matter?"

Feng Yu clasped the phone with his slender fingertips, paused for a moment, then lifted the phone up again. In the picture, Jiang Putao's entire face was in front of the camera, her dark eyes were still clean and bright, and the daze in her eyes did not seem to be fake .

As if everything was Feng Yu's illusion and misinterpretation, Jiang Putao just ate a few grapes and lay down on the bed tired from sitting.

In fact, Feng Yu was very clear about Jiang Putao's purpose, for the task given by the strategy app, he just wanted to wait for him to sleep.

"It's nothing." Feng Yu continued to talk without saying anything.

After speaking a few more questions, there was no movement from Feng Yu's side.

Jiang Putao's eyes lit up, she dropped her pen and moved closer to the phone to take a closer look. Feng Yu's side was so dark that he couldn't see anything. He put the phone close to his ear again, and could vaguely hear Feng Yu's slow breathing.

He tentatively asked:

"Feng Yu? Are you asleep?"

Feng Yu didn't reply.

Jiang Putao happily squeezed her fists, pushed away the exercises and turned off the light, then turned on the bedside lamp, kicked off the quilt and lay down on the bed, closing her eyes.

"Feng Yu, good night."

There was still no reply from Feng Yu.

Jiang Putao quickly fell asleep, and he stood the phone beside him, unaware that Feng Yu could clearly see him sleeping.

Feng Yu quietly stared at the sleeping Jiang Putao for a while, then went back to the study with his mobile phone, put the mobile phone aside, and turned on the computer to tap.

It wasn't until the sky was slightly bright that Feng Yu hung up the video call.

Jiang Putao had a good night's sleep. When he woke up, he found that the video call had been hung up. He checked the time of the hangup. He thought that this time should be regarded as the completion of the task of "sleeping with the male god Lianmai", right?

He immediately opened the strategy app to call the system.

Jiang Putao: Mr. System!Am I done?

Feng Yu only slept for a while in the early morning. When he saw Jiang Putao's news, he looked through the app's settings, found the button to complete the task, and clicked it.

Jiang Putao immediately received a reminder that the task of "sleeping with the male god Lianmai" has been completed. He waited and waited, but he didn't wait for the reminder to increase his favorability.

Jiang Putao: Mr. System, Feng Yu... didn't gain favorability?

If it wasn't for Jiang Putao's reminder, Feng Yu would have almost forgotten the favorability, so he thought about it and gave Jiang Putao a point.

Jiang Putao looked at the pitiful one-point favorability, and felt a little resentful.

Jiang Putao: Only one point is added...it's too little.

Feng Yu hadn't read any romance novels, so he didn't know how the systems in those novels increased favorability. When he saw Jiang Putao's complaint, Jiang Putao's sleeping face flashed in his mind, and he moved his fingertips. Change the favorability again, and Jiang Putao's message is sent again.

Jiang Putao: Feng Yu is so stingy, I only gave one point because I slept with him!

Feng Yu paused with his fingertips, withdrew his hand and exited the app, and didn't add any favors to Jiang Putao.

Since he is stingy, it is too much to add one point.

Jiang Putao still remembered that Feng Yu asked him about his unfit school uniform yesterday, and today he deliberately dug out the school uniform that fit him and put it on. As soon as he walked out of the bedroom door, he saw his mother patting the empty yoga mat next to him.

"Pao, come on? Do yoga together?"

Jiang Putao was silent for a moment, then rushed into the kitchen to take the lunch, and ran out sullenly.

"Mom! I have something to do! Let's go first!"

He ran in a hurry, and he didn't realize until he got on the bus. He forgot to take his school uniform and jacket.

Fortunately, now in August, which is the hottest time of summer, they are in the third year of high school, and the school is not too strict in catching them to wear school uniforms, so Jiang Putao didn't go back to pick them up.

On the bus, Jiang Putao always felt an inexplicable stare looking at him, which made his back feel hairy, so she got off the bus a few stops earlier and walked to school.

As a result, even though he left early, he arrived at the school very late. As soon as he entered the school, he ran into a few classmates from class two, and immediately opened his mouth when he saw him.

They were all [-] or [-]-year-old boys, and rushed over to jokingly put their arms around Jiang Putao's neck. One of them even slapped Jiang Putao's butt hard, and there was no malicious intention, but Jiang Putao was very uncomfortable, so he found an excuse to slip away and rushed in. Class one, go straight to your seat.

He came late, Feng Yu arrived earlier, he didn't sleep today, he was reading a book.

Jiang Putao put down her schoolbag and greeted in a low voice:

"Feng Yu."

Feng Yu looked up at him, his pupils contracted unconsciously, but Jiang Putao didn't notice.

Jiang Putao faced Feng Yu, but didn't see that many students from Class Two looked at him in amazement behind him. After a few glances, they got together to talk, obviously surprised by Jiang Putao's overly outstanding figure.

In fact, his figure is nothing in the adult world, but it looks outstanding on campus, especially when the boys around him look like skinny monkeys.

Jiang Putao stretched out her legs to show Feng Yu the trouser legs that he didn't need to roll up again, and turned around to Feng Yu again, with a smile on her lips and bright eyes, like a small animal waiting for praise.

"Feng Yu, look, does my school uniform fit this time?"