The male god taught me to attack him

Jiang Putao didn't know what Feng Yu was thinking, he had been carefully avoiding Feng Yu's arm all morning.

Feng Yu didn't know what happened today, not to mention sitting close to him, with one arm hanging all the time, so that Jiang Putao had to be careful when writing with his right hand, lest he accidentally touch it.

If it was normal, he would definitely lean up, hugging, leaning on, clinging to.

But yesterday, after watching so many zodiac rankings, he kept spinning in his mind, and now that he finally reached a positive five-point favorability score, he really didn't dare to just post it.

I want to, but I have to bear it.

Jiang Putao's mood became worse and worse, and when the teacher was not teaching, he lowered his eyes to do the questions, looking depressed.

The more he behaved like this, the more suspicious Feng Yu became.

During the lunch break, Jiang Putao took out the lunch box as usual, opened it and laid it out layer by layer, and then placed the chopsticks on Feng Yu's lunch box.

Usually he handed it to Feng Yu, but this time it was just placed on the lunch box.

If it were someone else, this kind of thing wouldn't deserve Feng Yu's attention at all.

But it's different on Jiang Putao, Feng Yu is very uncomfortable.

When he was eating, he hardly looked at the dishes, and his green eyes kept falling on Jiang Putao, as if he was taking him for dinner.

Usually it was Jiang Putao who did this, but this time Jiang Putao didn't even look at Feng Yu, she just watched the dishes and concentrated on eating, even when Feng Yu stared at her blatantly, she didn't react.

Feng Yu's eyes moved slightly, and they fell on Jiang Putao's slightly red ears.

Jiang Putao knew he was looking at him, but just ignored him.

This recognition made the food in Feng Yu's mouth tasteless, and he didn't finish a rare box of lunch.

When packing up the lunch box, Jiang Putao saw Feng Yu's leftover rice, subconsciously wanted to ask, opened her mouth, and immediately closed it tightly.

No, he needs to be more restrained. Asking too much is the same as posting, Feng Yu will be annoyed, so don't deduct the positive five-point favorability he just got into a negative number.

So Jiang Putao just glanced at it briefly, put away the lunch box without saying anything.

Feng Yu's hand on the table moved slowly, silently knocking on the table twice.

Jiang Putao put away her things, lay on the table and fiddled with her phone for a while, not wanting to take a nap, so she took out the exercises and planned to brush up a few pages.

Normally at this time, Feng Yu would have already slept on the table in the morning.

But Feng Yu didn't take a nap today, and he seemed to be preparing to brush up on the questions.

From the corner of her eye, Jiang Putao saw Feng Yu was writing the questions, so she immediately sat up straight and began to study the questions seriously.

Feng Yu was actually waiting, waiting for Jiang Putao to talk to him.

Except for Jiang Putao returning to his seat to let him get out of the way this morning, he didn't say anything else to him, even the two of them were silent during the meal, which made Feng Yu very uncomfortable.

He didn't know what the source of this discomfort was, just because Jiang Putao didn't hug his arm or talk to him?

Feng Yu denied this possibility to himself, how could he feel uncomfortable because of this, besides, he is not a noisy person in the first place.

But why?

Feng Yu paused at the tip of his pen, and looked at Jiang Putao beside him.

Jiang Putao sits lazily, holding a pen in his right hand, and writes questions one after another. Whenever he encounters a place that needs to be calculated, he grabs a corner of the draft paper from the pile of books, writes on it, and writes on it when it is full. Pulling it out a little bit, there was a sense of laziness all over his body.

His eyelashes were long and thick, like a small fan, and he looked back and forth between the exercise page and the draft paper. Suddenly, his hand holding the pen paused, his eyelids lifted, and he met Feng Yu's gaze.

Feng Yu was looking at him openly. Seeing Jiang Putao finally found out, he simply put down the pen in his hand, propped himself up and leaned over, his eyes glanced at the question written by Jiang Putao, it was messy, and there was nothing wrong with it at first glance. Seriously, I wrote two questions all wrong.

He seemed to have found the topic, tapped Jiang Putao's question with his fingertips, and opened his lips and said:

"Ginger Putao, you..." This question was wrong.

He didn't say anything later, Jiang Putao had already dragged away the exercises, turned around, and went to write the questions facing the window with an awkward posture, making it clear that he didn't want to talk to Feng Yu.

The exercises under Feng Yu's fingertips were dragged away, and his fingers were still on the table. Looking at the hairy back of Jiang Putao's head, his eyes gradually turned cold.

He withdrew his hand, took out his phone, found Cheng Zhe's WeChat, and sent a message.

The message in the dialog box was still the same as Cheng Zhe's last conversation with Feng Yu, but Feng Yu didn't reply.

Although Feng Yu has a good relationship with Cheng Zhe, he seldom communicates with Cheng Zhe on WeChat. If there is something wrong, just make a phone call to clarify it. There is no need to waste time on WeChat.

So when Cheng Zhe received the WeChat message from Feng Yu, he was very surprised.

Feng Yu didn't beat around the bush with him, and asked him right away:

"You changed the app, didn't you give it to anyone?"

Cheng Zhe was confused and replied:

"APP, what APP?"

He had long forgotten about the strategy app.

Feng Yu mentioned it briefly, and Cheng Zhe remembered it now.

Cheng Zhe quickly replied:

"No, you asked me to uninstall it last time, so I uninstalled it. Besides, my girlfriend is already tired of playing, and I even deleted the installation package."

Feng Yu asked him again if he had told anyone else about it, and Cheng Zhe also denied it, saying that only he, his girlfriend and Feng Yu knew about it.

Cheng Zhe didn't have a good relationship with Feng Yu, and he wouldn't lie to Feng Yu about this matter. Feng Yu put down his phone, looked at the back of Jiang Putao's head again, and felt a little relieved.

Jiang Putao probably didn't know about the Raiders app, so his abnormal behavior of not talking to him or approaching him for no reason had nothing to do with this.

why?

Feng Yu originally thought that he would not be upset after getting this answer, but now he became even more upset.

This irritability intensified in his heart, and finally brewed into a deep pool, soaking his whole heart in it, sinking continuously, and still radiating cold air.

Jiang Putao knew that Feng Yu was watching him, and he was so nervous that he couldn't even write the question.

Just now when Feng Yu approached suddenly and talked to him, Jiang Putao almost jumped into Feng Yu's arms. If he hadn't turned around quickly and stopped looking at Feng Yu, the restraint he had insisted all morning would have been ruined.

Jiang Putao's pen tip was scribbling circles on the draft paper, her shoulders were stiff, and she didn't dare to turn her head.

He knew that Feng Yu was still looking at him, and it was hard for him to ignore the overly strong gaze.

Jiang Putao wanted to turn around and talk to Feng Yu several times, but held back.

The words he wrote on the exercise page changed at some point. They were all the words "Feng Yu", one after the other, densely packed, just like his messy mood now.

Why did Feng Yu keep looking at him?Did you plan to take the initiative to talk to him just now?

Jiang Putao thought, did his restraint work?

Sure enough, Feng Yu doesn't like to post with others, and he doesn't like others to take the initiative. He just restrained himself for a whole morning, and Feng Yu took the initiative to talk to him!

Jiang Putao squeezed the pen hard, thinking that he must hold back!Can't fall short!

Feng Yu stared at the back of Jiang Putao's head all afternoon, but he didn't get a look from Jiang Putao.

It wasn't until the afternoon class that Jiang Putao sat upright and began to listen to the class.

Although it was the end of summer, the temperature was still not low. Most people in the class took off their school uniform jackets and wore short sleeves, and Li Xin and Lu Sirou in front were not surprised.

It's just that after the afternoon class, Lu Sirou rubbed his arms in the cold and put on his coat, and then Li Xin also put on his school uniform coat.

The two girls looked at each other, both feeling baffled, how could it be that the other students didn't feel cold, but the two of them were so cold?

Feng Yu, who was behind them, was sitting upright, turning the pen in his hand from time to time, his green eyes were deep, filled with a cold light, even the teacher who was in charge of the class accidentally looked at Feng Yu, and subconsciously moved away, shaking his shoulders inexplicably , I thought to myself why this student has such eyes, as if a beast is about to eat people, it's scary.

Jiang Putao has been listening carefully to the class in the afternoon. He feels that restraint seems to be really useful, so he endured the whole afternoon and did not find Feng Yu to post it. However, there are always many names of Feng Yu written down in the textbook unconsciously. Fortunately, Feng Yu did not notice. .

When it was time for dinner, all the students in the class started to leave, and Jiang Putao also stood up, planning to go to the cafeteria for dinner.

In the past few days, Jiang Putao always brought meals over, and ate the meals he brought with Feng Yu at noon, and went to the cafeteria with Feng Yu for dinner in the evening.

There should have been no exceptions today. Seeing him stand up, Feng Yu also stood up, and even asked him:

"What do you want to eat?" Jiang Putao hesitated. He sent Yang Zhiyi a WeChat message just now, saying that he would have dinner with Yang Zhiyi and other students from Class [-].

Before Jiang Putao could figure out how to explain it to Feng Yu, Yang Zhiyi was already standing at the door of Class [-] and shouted:

"Ginger Grape, hurry up! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

There are a few boys beside Yang Zhiyi, all of whom Jiang Putao had befriended in class two before, and they also urged Jiang Putao together.

"Yeah, hurry up! We won't be able to grab any delicious food in a while!"

"Ginger Grape! Hurry up! I'm waiting for you!"

They shouted so loudly that Feng Yu heard them too.

He frowned slightly and looked at Jiang Putao.

Jiang Putao pursed the corners of her lips tightly, with a serious expression on her face.

He walked past Feng Yu with his head down, and only said in a low voice:

"Sorry, I won't have dinner with you tonight."

After saying that, he didn't dare to look at Feng Yu's expression, he left quickly with his head down, leaving a shadow of Feng Yu's back.

Feng Yu only saw Jiang Putao's head spinning, and saw him trotting towards the boys at the door, chatting and laughing with them and leaving.

After Jiang Putao left, Feng Yu stood there for a while before walking out slowly.

When Feng Yu arrived at the cafeteria, Jiang Putao and the others had already started eating.

Jiang Putao became much more cheerful in front of familiar classmates, talking and laughing, and Yang Zhiyi, who was sitting next to him, whispered in his ear from time to time, something that made Jiang Putao's cheeks turn red, and raised her hand to hit him .

Feng Yu withdrew his gaze, finished cooking, and sat in a corner.

When Feng Yu sat down, Yang Zhiyi moved closer to Jiang Putao's ear and whispered:

"Your male god is sitting diagonally behind."

Jiang Putao nodded and asked:

"Did he see me?"

Yang Zhiyi shook his head:

"No, I'm eating."

Jiang Putao let out a breath, absently fiddled with the rice grains in front of her, wondering if he didn't restrain enough?

Feng Yu sat alone in the corner to eat, although many classmates would secretly glance at him full of admiration or joy when they passed by him, but no one took the initiative to go up to him, making Feng Yu's figure seem a little lonely and desolate.

In fact, before Jiang Putao came to the first class, he ate by himself most of the time, and he didn't think much of it before, but now that Jiang Putao was not there, Feng Yu felt that it was too quiet.

Obviously the cafeteria was noisy, but no one was chattering around, Feng Yu still felt quiet.

Something is wrong with being quiet, something is wrong everywhere.

After dinner, Feng Yu went back to class first.

Jiang Putao didn't leave, and sat in the cafeteria with the students from Class Two to chat, catch up on the old days, and returned to the class together when the bell rang immediately.

Feng Yu still didn't sleep, and was fiddling with his phone on his seat.

Jiang Putao walked over and had no choice but to talk to Feng Yu right now.

He didn't touch Feng Yu's arm, but tapped the table lightly with his knuckles.

"Feng Yu, can you let me in?"

Feng Yu raised his eyelids and glanced at him, his eyes were cold and did not move.

Jiang Putao was heartbroken by Feng Yu's stare, but she still insisted on her restraint plan and asked again.

"Feng Yu, class is about to start, can I go back to my seat?"

Only then did Feng Yu turn his body sideways, there was not much room to get out of the way, if Jiang Putao wanted to go in, he had to squeeze and rub against Feng Yu's body to get in.

Normally, Jiang Putao would have squeezed in, but this time, he didn't want to have physical contact with Feng Yu.

Those Capricorn rankings are still spinning in his head.

Jiang Putao reached out to push Feng Yu's table, trying to push the table forward to widen the gap.

But as soon as he pushed, Feng Yu suddenly pressed down on the table, raised his eyes and stared at him, not allowing him to push again.

Jiang Putao was taken aback by Feng Yu, and stood there, holding the edge of the table, pushing or not.

Fortunately, Feng Yu didn't do anything else. After seeing him for a few moments, he let go of his hand. With his long legs turned to the side, he put Jiang Putao back to his seat.

Waiting for Jiang Putao to sit on the seat, she exhaled quietly.

He thought to himself that Feng Yu really didn't like posting, that's why he didn't want him to go back to his seat and get too close to him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Putao dragged the chair and leaned back in, trying to distance herself from Feng Yu.

Feng Yu's face was sullen, and he threw the book on the table with a "snap". Jiang Putao's shoulders trembled in fright, and he subconsciously looked over. Being Feng Yu didn't do it on purpose.

Evening self-study began, and the teacher also walked in.

Jiang Putao concentrated on listening to the class, and did not forget to keep her right arm, trying not to bump into Feng Yu, but Feng Yu was a little weird.

Feng Yu took notes with a pen in his right hand, and a pen in his left hand, turning it around twice from time to time, and suddenly, with a "snap", the pen in his left hand fell on the table and rolled to Jiang Putao's hand with a gurgling sound. .

When Jiang Putao saw it, she immediately picked up the pen, and Feng Yu also spread out his palm, hooked his fingers, and waited for Jiang Putao to give him the pen.

Jiang Putao glanced at Feng Yu's hand, turned around, and carefully placed the pen on Feng Yu's table, not in Feng Yu's palm.

Feng Yu paused with his fingers, didn't say anything, just picked up the pen and started circling again.

Afterwards, the pen in Feng Yu's left hand kept falling off, and it always fell by Jiang Putao's hand.

Jiang Putao wasn't impatient, she picked it up for him every time, carefully avoided his hand, and put the pen back on Feng Yu's desk.

After a few times, Feng Yu's pen didn't drop again, and Jiang Putao quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

God knows that Feng Yu always puts his palm next to him, how much he wants to put his own hand on it, hold Feng Yu's hand together, and hold it tightly.

In the middle of the evening self-study, Feng Yu, who hadn't dropped his pen for a while, suddenly dropped his pen again.

This time the pen did not fall by Jiang Putao's hand, but directly under the table.

The pen fell to the ground, rolled around twice, and stopped at Jiang Putao's feet.

Jiang Putao lowered her head and looked at the pen, and Feng Yu also lowered her head and looked at it together.

Just as Jiang Putao was hesitating whether to bend down to pick up the pen, Feng Yu suddenly leaned over.

He kept looking at Jiang Putao with his green eyes, his shoulders tilted slightly, and he pressed one hand on the edge of Jiang Putao's chair, leaning down, as if intending to reach for the pen.

As Feng Yu approached, Jiang Putao subconsciously leaned forward, wanting to get closer to Feng Yu, just moved a little closer, a flash in his mind remembered that he was still restraining himself, and quickly leaned back again, widening the distance between him and Feng Yu distance.

Feng Yu looked at Jiang Putao steadfastly, and suddenly lowered his eyes, and moved his hand that was on the edge of the chair, and pressed it directly on Jiang Putao's leg.

Jiang Putao's body trembled, and she felt that the skin on her legs was heating up rapidly, as if it was burning.

Feng Yu bent down slowly, the closer he was to Jiang Putao.

Jiang Putao raised her head slightly, and almost felt Feng Yu's hair brush against his chin.

Feng Yu pressed Jiang Putao's legs with one hand, and slowly bent down, his upper body almost lying on Jiang Putao's legs.

He stretched out his other hand to reach the pen at Jiang Putao's feet.

But the pen fell at Jiang Putao's feet. He reached for it with his fingertips, but instead of picking it up, he pushed the pen farther away, rolled it around a few more times, and rolled to a further inside position.

Feng Yu simply lay on Jiang Putao's lap, his chest was firmly attached to Jiang Putao's body, he stretched out his hand, and when he was about to grab the pen, he suddenly grabbed Jiang Putao's ankle.

The trouser legs of the No. [-] Middle School uniform are not tight, but loose. Jiang Putao wears a school uniform that is one size bigger, and the trouser legs are rolled up a lot. When she sits down, her ankles are exposed, and she wears socks inside. Feng Yu's hands are directly pressed On the skin of ginger grape ankles.

Jiang Putao wanted to retract his leg, but there was only a little space under the table, and Feng Yu was pressing on his leg again, no matter how he retracted it, Feng Yu held him tightly.

Feng Yu didn't seem to know about Jiang Putao's distress, he moved his fingertips pinching his ankle lightly, and the fingertips rubbed against his skin.

The ankle is a very sensitive position for ginger grapes.

The seemingly non-existent touch made Jiang Putao no longer think of restraint or not, she just stretched out her hand to press Feng Yu's shoulder, bit her lower lip, and snorted weakly.

The hum was too low, but Feng Yu was so close that he could hear it clearly.

His face, which had been gloomy for a whole day, finally eased a lot. He slowly let go of Jiang Putao's ankle, picked up the pen, and sat up.

First he straightened his back, then raised his head, and finally took his hands off Jiang Putao's legs.

Jiang Putao finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked:

"Feng Yu... what were you doing just now?"

Feng Yu twirled the pen in his hand with his fingertips, with a candid expression:

"Pick up a pen, why not?"

Jiang Putao pursed her lips tightly, feeling that this answer sounded familiar, as if he had used it before.

But Feng Yu doesn't seem like someone who would use picking up a pen as an excuse to get close to him... If Feng Yu really just wanted to pick up a pen, why did he touch his ankle?

Ginger Grape is getting more and more confused.

The day was almost over, Feng Yu finally saw the familiar blush on Jiang Putao's cheeks, and his mood improved a lot.

He was about to open his mouth to tease Jiang Putao again, but Jiang Putao suddenly turned around and buried his face in the exercise book.

Feng Yu: "..."

He gritted his teeth and suddenly wanted to eat grapes.

Jiang Putao's heart was beating so fast, he almost failed!He almost wanted to tug on Feng Yu's sleeve and ask him why he did that just now!

Fortunately, he remembered his plan and stopped it in time!Otherwise, this day will be a waste of restraint!

Jiang Putao thought about it in a mess, the more he thought about it, the more he didn't understand why Feng Yu did this, but he felt that it had something to do with his restraint today.

If he persisted, he might be able to get better results!

Jiang Putao settled down and ignored Feng Yu again.

The expression on Feng Yu's face darkened again, and his eyes turned around Jiang Putao, his eyes were fierce, as if he was thinking about eating Jiang Putao, where should he start his mouth.

When the school bell rang, Jiang Putao packed up her things and ran away without saying goodbye to Feng Yu.

He went home, threw himself on the bed, rolled wildly, and couldn't help screaming.

"what--"

I really want to stick with Feng Yu!

Really Want!

At this moment, the system sent a message.

It seems that recently, the system always takes the initiative to talk to Jiang Putao.

Jiang Putao clicked on the strategy app, and saw a series of inquiries from the system.

System: Ginger Grape, what are you doing?

System: What are you thinking?

System: Don't you plan to attack?

Jiang Putao looked at the system's problems, thought for a while, and sent those Capricorn-related leaderboards over.

Feng Yu looked at the leaderboard sent by Jiang Putao, and for a moment didn't understand Jiang Putao's thoughts.

System: what is this?

Seeing that the system did not understand, Jiang Putao wanted to explain it, but thought that the system is a system after all, and might not be very good at understanding complex human emotions, so she gave up the idea of ​​explaining.

Jiang Putao: Hey, you don't understand.

I don't understand?

Feng Yu looked at Jiang Putao's reply and frowned.

He wanted to ask again, but Jiang Putao didn't go back.

Feng Yu quit the Raiders app, thinking about Jiang Putao's estrangement today, and finally clicked on WeChat, found Jiang Putao's dialog box, and started typing.

Jiang Putao was searching for the compatibility between Capricorn and Gemini, and Feng Yu's WeChat message came over.

Although Jiang Putao mentioned before that he hoped that Feng Yu could chat with him on WeChat more often when we didn't meet each other, but Feng Yu basically didn't chat with him much.

At this time, Feng Yu took the initiative to send a WeChat message, and Jiang Putao was very pleasantly surprised.

He quickly clicked on WeChat, and Feng Yu asked him:

"have you slept?"

Jiang Putao read this sentence repeatedly, and started rolling on the bed again with excitement.

He felt that his restraint today must have played a role. Feng Yu really didn't like posting, otherwise Feng Yu, who was always very indifferent before, would have done so many abnormal things today, and even took the initiative to send him a WeChat message!

After Jiang Putao finished rolling, he immediately wanted to reply. He typed a long paragraph and was about to click send when he suddenly stopped.

If he returns to the past now, will he not restrain himself?

No, he had to hold back.

Feng Yu liked his restraint.

Jiang Putao resisted the urge to chat with Feng Yu, and quit WeChat without replying.

On the other side, in the small villa, Feng Yu was sitting upright with his mobile phone in his hand, his eyes kept looking at the clock hanging on the wall.

The pointer turned half a circle, but Jiang Putao didn't reply him.

If it was before, Jiang Putao would have sent long replies long ago.

Feng Yu clicked on WeChat, looked at his lonely question in the dialog box, and flipped through the past chat records of the two of them. The contrast was too obvious.

He finally couldn't help it, stood up, raised his hand and wanted to smash the phone on the ground, but suddenly held back.

He sat back again, opened the search page, and entered:

"Will the system host lose interest in the target of the attack?"

The answers found are specious, and most of them are search answers for recommended novels.

Feng Yu couldn't find the answer, so he got up and went to the study.

He dug up the Criminal Code and found the crime of illegal detention in Article 238.

It clearly states that illegally depriving others of their liberty is a crime.

Feng Yu sat there silently, staring at this line of words.

Suddenly, the cell phone, which had been quiet all along, vibrated twice.

Jiang Putao didn't reply to Feng Yu's WeChat, but finally couldn't help complaining to the system.

Jiang Putao: Mr. System, I want to post with Feng Yu!

Ginger Grape: Woohoo!I want to hug!I want to hug Feng Yu!

Ginger Grape: Ahhhh!I can't help it!I miss Feng Yu so much!

Jiang Putao: But what if Feng Yu doesn't like stickers?Capricorns don't like physical contact!

Feng Yu quietly watched the message from Jiang Putao, and was silent for a long time.

He slowly pushed aside the Criminal Code, clicked on WeChat, and made a video call to Jiang Putao.

The phone rang for a long time, but Jiang Putao didn't answer it.

Feng Yu didn't hang up and kept waiting.

When the video call was about to hang up automatically, Jiang Putao finally picked it up.

He sat on the bed, his clothes and hair were a little messy from rolling around.

Feng Yu looked at Jiang Putao in the video, his pupils shrank slightly, but his face was extremely calm.

Just when Jiang Putao was numb from Feng Yu's gaze and wanted to put the phone upside down on the bed, Feng Yu finally made a sound, his voice was low and deep, as if he was carrying a hook to hook a certain sweet grape.

Feng Yu said:

"Ginger Grape, come to my house?"

The author has something to say: Jiang Putao: Did I almost encounter something big?

Feng Yu: You're overthinking it.

感谢在2021-08-1117:48:25~2021-08-1219:10:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Huai Yunlian and Qian Miao one;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Beibei; 5 bottles of Happy Creature Man and Cat Tail; 2 bottles of Huanxi, Qiedu Molu, Jiuxin Qiqi, soda bottle cap w; 1 bottle of the reflection of the building into the pond;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!