The male god taught me to attack him

hurt him?

How does it hurt?

Jiang Putao thought for a while, and she never thought that Feng Yu would hurt him.

He grabbed Feng Yu's arm with both hands, and couldn't help tightening his strength because of the darkness around him.

Compared with the illusory harm Feng Yu said, the surrounding darkness is more frightening.

Jiang Putao leaned forward and confronted Feng Yu for the first time.

"Feng Yu, you are so annoying! Didn't I say that you don't have to be afraid of hugging, why don't you hug?"

Feng Yu paused, choking on Jiang Putao's words.

He was seriously threatening Jiang Putao, but Jiang Putao's head was full of hugs?

Feng Yu took a deep breath, and looked sideways at the darkness in the small villa.

The howling, shouting, and vague breathing that made his brain tingle were all gone, and they disappeared after Jiang Grape came in.

Jiang Putao always acted very stupidly, but she accidentally dispelled Feng Yu's fear.

Feng Yu stood up straight, reached for the lighter, and relit the candle.

When the candlelight came on, Jiang Putao also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the range of candlelight illumination is limited, it is better than nothing.

Feng Yu took out a new pair of slippers and threw them on the ground, then turned and walked into the living room.

Jiang Putao jumped down, stepped on her slippers, and followed closely behind Feng Yu.

Feng Yu took a broom and came out to clean up the mess in the living room. Jiang Putao stood aside obediently, and did not forget to ask:

"Feng Yu, can I help you?"

Feng Yu didn't lift his head:

"Stand still."

Feng Yu didn't let him move, and Jiang Putao didn't move.

He observed Feng Yu carefully, saw the scratches on his face, and asked again:

"Feng Yu, do you have a medicine box at home?"

Feng Yu finally looked up at him:

"doing what?"

Jiang Putao pointed to Feng Yu's face:

"Let me help you treat the wound."

Feng Yu lowered his head again to carefully clean up the glass shards on the ground, his voice became cold again, as if Feng Yu who had just trapped Jiang Putao was just an illusion.

"unnecessary."

Jiang Putao curled her lips, stood aside, took out her mobile phone, and opened the strategy app.

Jiang Putao: Mr. System, why did Feng Yu change his face so quickly?My mother didn't change his face as quickly as he did.

Feng Yu felt his pocket vibrate slightly, looked up at Jiang Putao, and walked into the kitchen after cleaning the living room.

The candles in the living room couldn't reach the kitchen, but there was one more person in the dark villa, and Feng Yu didn't have those messy hallucinations anymore.

He stood in the kitchen, took out his phone and looked at it.

Jiang Putao quickly poked the screen with her fingertips, telling Mr. System all her grievances.

Jiang Putao: Also, Feng Yu is so stingy, he ate my little cake and still didn't tell me where the medicine box is!

When mentioning small cakes, Jiang Putao immediately thought of something.

Jiang Putao: Mr. System, have I completed my task?How much favorability can I increase this time?Didn't you say before that you want to deduct your favorability?How much do you want to deduct?Can I get a discount?

He sent a series of questions, Feng Yu read them one by one, then raised his eyes to Jiang Putao standing in the living room.

Feng Yu stood in the dark, Jiang Putao didn't know that Feng Yu was sizing him up unscrupulously.

Seeing that the system didn't reply, he bombarded him one after another, and he seemed to keep sending it if the system didn't reply.

Feng Yu withdrew his gaze, the continuous vibration of the phone made his palms numb.

System: Completing the task can give you a good impression.

System: You performed well today, so the previous favorability will not be deducted.

System: Favorability +5.

Jiang Putao's eyes widened, and she was pleasantly surprised to see the newly added five points of favorability. He was used to Feng Yu's stinginess, so he didn't expect to add five points directly this time?Does Feng Yu like grape-flavored cakes so much?

Feng Yu looked at the unconcealable joy on Jiang Putao's face, put away his phone, found the medicine box, and walked out.

Jiang Putao saw Feng Yu coming out with a small box in his hand, his eyes lit up, and he walked over.

"Is it a medicine box?"

He didn't ask Feng Yu why he said that he didn't need it, but then changed his mind. He just pulled Feng Yu to sit on the sofa, rummaged through the contents of the medicine box, and cleaned Feng Yu's wound with a cotton swab dipped in hydrogen peroxide.

Feng Yu is much taller than Jiang Putao, and there is also a gap in his sitting posture. Jiang Putao gently pulled Feng Yu's arm to make him bow his head, but Feng Yu sat upright without moving.

Jiang Putao didn't expect Feng Yu to cooperate more, he had already attached two labels to Feng Yu one after another in his heart, one was afraid of the dark, and the other was bravado.

Feng Yu didn't bow his head, Jiang Putao simply knelt on the sofa with one knee, pressed Feng Yu's shoulder with one hand, and approached carefully with a cotton swab in the other.

The candlelight was placed not far away, and the jumping flames were reflected in Feng Yu's green eyes, as if driving away the coldness in his eyes, Jiang Putao couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Fortunately, he still remembered the business. The cotton swab was applied to the wound on Feng Yu's cheek little by little, and he didn't forget to blow gently.

Cool air slowly blew across Feng Yu's cheeks, Feng Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Jiang Putao.

Jiang Putao's eyebrows and eyes are serious, as if the small wound on Feng Yu's cheek, which is no more than the length of a fingernail, is a big deal.

This feeling of being cared for was so wonderful that Feng Yu gradually forgot to guard against it, and his tense muscles slowly relaxed.

After Jiang Putao cleaned the wound, she couldn't find a band-aid in the medicine box, so she could only apply some medicine.

He didn't notice that Feng Yu was staring at him, turned around and just threw the cotton swab into the trash can when Feng Yu asked him:

"Ginger Grape, the cake has been delivered, how are you going to get back?"

Jiang Putao froze, thinking of the dark path when he came.

He complained in his heart why Feng Yu was like this, throwing it away after using it is so obvious!Chase him away so quickly!

Jiang Putao turned her head resentfully, and looked at Feng Yu with accusations in her black eyes, but her words were soft:

"It's too dark outside...the path is even darker...Feng Yu, I'm afraid of the dark..."

Seeing that Feng Yu didn't speak, he carefully sat next to Feng Yu, raised his head and asked sincerely:

"Feng Yu, can I stay?"

Feng Yu resolutely refused:

"No."

He also imitated Jiang Putao's appearance, leaned forward slightly, looked him up and down, and said in a low voice:

"Jiang Putao, you dared to come here, but dare not to let you go?"

Seeing that Feng Yu's attitude remained unchanged, Jiang Putao became a little anxious. He came here on the spur of the moment, so he really dare not let him go now.

He grabbed Feng Yu's sleeve again and tugged fawningly.

Feng Yu didn't change his words, it was still the same sentence:

"No."

Jiang Putao was also a little annoyed by the repeated failures. He stood up and walked towards the door. When he got to the door, he held the doorknob and turned it slightly. Feng Yu stopped him at this moment.

"Ginger grapes."

The corners of Jiang Putao's mouth curled up triumphantly, and she turned her head to look at Feng Yu, but she heard Feng Yu say:

"Are you going to walk in my slippers?"

The smile on the corner of Jiang Putao's mouth froze on her face, and she gave Feng Yu a hard look, her pair of black, bright and clean eyes stared at people with great enthusiasm.

He lowered his head to change his shoes, one foot was already in the shoe, Feng Yu called his name again.

Feng Yu was lazily leaning on the sofa, like a person holding a fishing line, tightening and relaxing were all under his control.

"It's not impossible for you to stay."

"It sounds nice, let me hear it?"

Jiang Putao was taken aback, sounds good?

He thought for a while, and tentatively opened his mouth:

"Brother Feng...?"

Feng Yu's expression didn't change, he didn't speak for a moment, and there was only silence between the two of them.

Just when Jiang Putao thought it was not easy to call brother, Feng Yu spoke up.

"Jiang Putao, are you so happy to call everyone a brother?"

Ginger Grape shook his head immediately:

"of course not!"

He added in a low voice in his heart, not counting his own brother, he has a biological brother who is studying in university abroad.

Feng Yu seemed to accept Jiang Putao's explanation, and didn't say to let him go.

Jiang Putao immediately threw off the shoe she had just put on, walked to Feng Yu's side and sat down next to him in two or three steps.

Compared with the darkness around him, being around Feng Yu made him feel more secure.

Feng Yu set the rules for Jiang Putao in a cold voice:

"You sleep in the guest room at night, don't come into my room, keep quiet..."

He said what Jiang Putao agreed to, and nodded repeatedly, especially happily.

Feng Yu thought that Jiang Putao would not cause any trouble if he stayed, but soon he regretted his decision to let Jiang Putao stay.

Jiang Putao is very afraid of the dark, to the point where she doesn't want to be alone when she has a candle.

He said he was thirsty and wanted to drink water, and asked Feng Yu to accompany him to the toilet, to accompany him to fetch things, and even asked Feng Yu to accompany him in the bath.

Feng Yu refused one by one with a cold face:

"Go to the toilet by yourself."

"There are drinks in the fridge."

"Now there is a power outage, no hot water, no bathing."

Jiang Putao pulled off her short sleeves, pointed to the cream on her neck, and repeated to Feng Yu very seriously:

"I have to take a shower, I've got cream all over me, and cold showers too."

Feng Yu pursed his thin lips slightly:

"Go by yourself." Jiang Putao stopped talking, stared at Feng Yu quietly for a while, asked Feng Yu for a candle, walked into the kitchen and put it aside, and opened the refrigerator.

Going to the toilet and taking a bath can be discussed later, but the water must be drunk first, and he is already too thirsty.

Although there was a power outage, the air-conditioning in the refrigerator could last for a while, and when it was opened, a burst of cold air rushed over.

In the dim light, Jiang Putao took out a glass bottle, opened it without looking carefully, and took a sip. It tasted sweet and delicious.

He was already thirsty, so he immediately gulped and drank.

Feng Yu sat in the living room, saw that Jiang Putao had gone to the kitchen for a long time, frowned slightly, got up and walked in.

In the kitchen, I saw Ginger Grape sitting in front of the open refrigerator, with an empty bottle thrown beside her, holding another in her arms, drinking gulps, the overflowing wine dripped down the corners of her lips, dripping on the neck.

When Feng Yu saw the glass bottle, his eyes flickered.

What Jiang Putao drank was not a beverage at all, but foreign wine with a very high alcohol content. Feng Yu was also a student, so he never thought that Feng Yu's family would have wine.

At this time, he had been drinking unconsciously for a long time, and his brain was in a daze. He vaguely heard footsteps, and turned his head to look at the past with squinted eyes.

Feng Yu's figure in his line of sight kept shaking, making him even more dizzy, so he put down the bottle, stood up slowly while supporting the floor, and walked towards Feng Yu.

Seeing that Jiang Putao couldn't stand still, Feng Yu knew that he was already drunk.

Jiang Putao stretched out her hand to Feng Yu, took two steps obliquely, bumped into a chair beside her, and rushed over, straight into Feng Yu's arms.

He simply put his hands around Feng Yu's waist, raised his head and chin rested on Feng Yu's chest, and smiled foolishly.

"Feng Yu...why are you shaking all the time?"

Feng Yu pushed Jiang Putao's shoulder:

"You drink too much."

Jiang Putao stood up straight and shook her head:

"I didn't drink...how could I drink too much?"

As he spoke, he leaned closer to Feng Yu's face again, looked at Feng Yu carefully, then raised his hand suddenly, and lightly brushed Feng Yu's upper lip with his fingertips.

Feng Yu's lips were thin and tangible, and the touch was different from his own, it was soft.

As soon as Jiang Putao's fingertips touched Li, she touched her upper lip again, pressed on the fleshy lips, raised her head and smiled at Feng Yu, a very cute smile.

"Strange...why don't you have this?"

Jiang Putao pointed to her lips, put one hand on Feng Yu's shoulder, and tiptoed close to Feng Yu to show him her mouth.

"That's it. I've had it since I was a kid."

"I heard from others that my kind of mouth is very comfortable to kiss, but I haven't tried it yet, so I don't know if it's true."

Jiang Putao licked her mouth, Feng Yu's face was reflected in her black eyes, at close range, Jiang Putao's hot breath sprinkled on Feng Yu's chin, smelling like wine.

He raised his arms, and suddenly hugged Feng Yu's neck, his brows and eyes were a little blurred under the candlelight.

"Feng Yu, do you want to try?"

Feng Yu, who had been silent all this time, spoke in a low voice:

"try what?"

Jiang Putao tilted her head and looked at Feng Yu with a smile:

"Try to kiss me...is it really comfortable?"