The male god taught me to attack him

The glass of the car is black, the interior of the car is dimly lit, and the driver is silent, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

Although it was approaching midnight, there were quite a few pedestrians outside, and the nightlife had just begun.

Jiang Putao put away her mobile phone, lay on the side of the car window and looked out, no one spoke for a while in the car.

The cool summer night breeze kept blowing in through the open car window, messing up Jiang Putao's curly hair and making him squint his eyes.

The greenery on both sides of the road was well done, with lush trees. Looking at it, Jiang Putao couldn't help but tugged at Feng Yu's sleeves.

Usually he does this because there is a need.

Feng Yu looked over, and saw Jiang Putao leaning over, leaning her cheek on Feng Yu's shoulder relying on the fact that she had drunk herself.

"Feng Yu, let's go for a walk, shall we?"

Feng Yu glanced outside, it wasn't too far from the small villa, it was okay to walk back.

He signaled the driver to stop and got off on the side of the road with Jiang Putao.

Jiang Putao had been hugged by Feng Yu at the KTV before, and was also carried away by Feng Yu when she left. At this moment, she suddenly got out of the car, her knees softened, and she almost fell to the ground.

Feng Yu had already walked over, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to tug him.

Jiang Putao bumped into Feng Yu's body, and Feng Yu knew without looking that Jiang Putao's hand had grabbed the corner of his clothes.

The car drove away slowly, Jiang Putao and Feng Yu walked on the side of the road, walking back slowly under the street lights in Xia Ye.

There are many people walking on the side of the road like them, men, women, young and old, or families or couples, all with a relaxed look.

Jiang Putao's cheeks were slightly rosy after drinking, and at this time, being blown by the cool breeze, the heat gradually dropped, and his head became more clear.

Her head cleared up, but she didn't want to distance herself from Feng Yu.

Feng Yu was much taller than Jiang Putao, and when the two leaned together, Jiang Putao suddenly let go of Feng Yu's clothes.

He lowered his head and didn't look at the road, his eyes were all on Feng Yu's hand hanging on the side.

That hand was slender and beautiful, a circle bigger than Jiang Putao's.

He had pulled enough of the hem of his clothes, and now he wanted to hold hands with Feng Yu.

Feng Yu looked down at Jiang Putao, and seeing that Jiang Putao was walking more and more slowly, he slowed down calmly and cooperated with him.

Jiang Putao hadn't noticed yet, and kept looking at Feng Yu's hand. If the road wasn't smooth and free of rubbish, he would definitely fall down if he didn't look at the road like this.

His gaze was too straightforward, Feng Yu knew what Jiang Putao wanted to do without thinking carefully.

Just when Feng Yu thought Jiang Putao had no courage, Jiang Putao finally moved.

He reached out and grabbed Feng Yu's sleeve.

Feng Yu: "..."

Still have no guts.

Feng Yu stopped.

Jiang Putao stopped with Feng Yu and looked up at him blankly.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Putao asked.

Feng Yu lowered his head, and separated Jiang Putao's fingers holding his sleeve one by one. When he broke a Jiang Putao, he was about to curl his lips, obviously aggrieved.

Fortunately, after Feng Yu opened Jiang Putao's fingers, he suddenly turned back and clasped Jiang Putao's hand tightly.

Jiang Putao immediately lowered her head and looked at the hands held together by the two of them.

Feng Yu... Take the initiative to hold hands with him?

Feng Yu led Jiang Putao and continued to walk forward. By the way, he made a high-sounding excuse:

"You drank too much, be careful to fall."

"Oh." Jiang Putao responded, the corners of her mouth curled up.

At this moment, a young couple laughed and ran to the front. The shorter girl stood on the roadside stone, raised her height, and raised her arms aggressively to embrace the boy's shoulders. The two fought. The noisy ones ran away quickly.

Seeing Jiang Putao, she lowered her head and looked at the curbstone next to her.

Afterwards, he also stood up, and as soon as he stood up, his height instantly increased a lot. Although he was still shorter than Feng Yu, he felt happy in his heart.

Feng Yu let him make trouble, and led him back quietly.

Jiang Putao jumped up and down on the roadside stones, happily like a child.

Feng Yu let him make trouble, until the two of them reached a short bridge, Feng Yu suddenly let go, quickly grabbed Jiang Putao's waist, lifted him up with both hands, and placed him on the railing beside the bridge.

Jiang Putao exclaimed in a low voice, and immediately hugged Feng Yu's neck tightly.The temperature on the bridge was even lower. Jiang Putao was sitting on the railing with no support behind her. The bottom of the bridge was dark, and the bottomless river would fall into it.

Feng Yu hugged Jiang Putao's waist and looked under the dark bridge.

The wind under the bridge kept blowing up, and it got into Jiang Putao's clothes. He straightened his back from the cold, and pressed against Feng Yu's body even tighter.

"It's so cold..."

Being blown by the cold wind like this, the last bit of drunkenness disappeared.

Jiang Putao's black eyes were clean and clear, and she looked at Feng Yu quietly.

Feng Yu slowly let go of Jiang Putuo's waist with one hand, leaving only the other hand to support him.

At this time, Jiang Putao's whole body was supported only by the arm holding Feng Yu and Feng Yu's hand behind him. If she was not careful, she could easily fall off the railing.

"Afraid?"

Feng Yu looked at Jiang Putao, his green eyes were very close to Jiang Putao's black eyes, as if he wanted to look into his heart.

Jiang Putao frowned and smiled.

He shook his head, and rubbed Feng Yu's cheek with the cold tip of his nose.

"Not afraid."

"Are you afraid of death?" Feng Yu asked again.

The two questions before and after appear to be similar, but they are actually completely different.

He was asking Jiang Putao if she was afraid of him, if she was afraid of death.

It seemed that Feng Yu would always ask Jiang Putao this question ever since Jiang Putao broke into his life willfully and arbitrarily.

Afraid?

Facing Feng Yu, Jiang Putao was naturally not afraid.

As for death...

Ginger Grape nodded:

"I'm afraid of death."

"There is nothing after death."

"Most importantly, without you."

Feng Yu's gaze slowly wandered over his face, as if he was evaluating the credibility of Jiang Putao's words.

"What if I let go?" Feng Yu said.

Jiang Putao looked at Feng Yu's green eyes with a smile still on her face.

"I believe you."

"Really." Feng Yu slowly withdrew his hand.

"I don't even trust myself."

After saying that, he left Jiang Putao with both hands and supported them on the railings on both sides.

At this moment, Jiang Putao's only support was his own arm around Feng Yu's neck. If he let go, he would definitely fall into the cold river from here.

"No one in the world will trust you more than I do."

When Jiang Putao said that suddenly, he smiled lightly at Feng Yu, with a little smugness in his eyes.

The next moment, Jiang Putao suddenly let go of her hands and let herself fall backwards.

The wind from under the bridge blew up, messing up the hair of the two of them.

Feng Yu's green eyes shrank suddenly, he reached out and grabbed Jiang Putao's skirt, and pulled him off the railing.

Jiang Putao fell to the ground and leaned against Feng Yu's arms, feeling that the muscles of Feng Yu's arms around him were tense and trembling slightly.

"Look, you won't let me die." Jiang Putao got out of Feng Yu's arms and looked at him with a smile.

Feng Yu's face was cold and stern, his green eyes gradually deepened, he looked Jiang Putao up and down, and after confirming that he was fine, he lowered his voice and said:

"Ginger grapes!"

This time Feng Yu was really angry.

Jiang Putao realized this, and thought badly, maybe she had gone too far.

He took a step to the side, raised his leg and wanted to run, but Feng Yu clenched his wrist and pulled him back violently, pushing him against the railing.

Jiang Putao's back hit the railing, and a fine pain surged up.

Before he could cry out in pain, Feng Yu turned him over again and made him lie on the railing.

Feng Yu firmly pressed Jiang Putao's shoulders with both hands, preventing him from turning around or looking at him.

At this time, Feng Yu's face was full of gloom, and his eyes wandered around Jiang Putao's neck.

"Jiang PuTao, ​​do you want to die?" Feng Yu's voice was low and soft, as if wrapped in cold air, it sprayed on the back of Jiang PuTao's neck.

Jiang Putao knew that Feng Yu was really angry, so she didn't dare to act any more, she obediently lay on the railing, and her attitude of admitting her mistake was very sincere.

"Feng Yu, I was wrong!"

Ginger grapes are kind of crazy.

Feng Yu narrowed his eyes to look at Jiang Putao's fair and slender neck, and rubbed his fingertips on it.

He knew that Jiang Putao's wine had already woken up, and he also knew that even if there was no alcohol, Jiang Putao would still pick up the wine bottle and ashtray in KTV.

Jiang Putao shrinks her neck, and fearing that Feng Yu will lose her temper, she actively tilts her head to the side, exposing the skin on the side of her neck for Feng Yu to touch.

Feng Yu's fingertips wandered around the back of his neck and arteries, as if thinking about which direction would be better to strangle him.

Jiang Putao was pressed on the bridge and blew a gust of cold wind. She sniffed and said in a muffled voice:

"Feng Yu, I won't dare next time."

Feng Yu didn't make a sound, Jiang Putao added two more words:

"real."

Feng Yu pointed down and suddenly hooked Jiang Putao's back collar.

He kept pulling down the collar, exposing the thin white skin.

Under the dim light on the bridge, the skin seems to be coated with a layer of fluorescence, which is more delicate and beautiful.

Jiang Putao's throat was stuck by the collar that was constantly being pulled back, and she moved uncomfortably, but did not make a sound.

Feng Yu approached slowly, spraying all his breath on Jiang Putao's nape.

He stared at this piece of skin, looked at the strands of soft hair attached to it, and suddenly asked:

"Ginger Grape, what if I didn't catch you just now?"

Jiang Putao wanted to turn around, but Feng Yu pinched her neck and turned around, so she had no choice but to continue lying on the railing.

"What if, didn't you catch me?"

Feng Yu sneered.

It was obviously a sneer, but it made Jiang Putao's legs go weak.

Just as he was about to continue to defend himself, Feng Yu suddenly brushed away the lock of hair with his fingers, opened his mouth and bit down forcefully.

Just bite on the nape of the ginger grape.

He put in a lot of effort, kept his green eyes open, let Jiang Putao struggle and groan, and refused to let go.

Jiang Putao was suppressed by Feng Yu, the back of her neck first felt a pain, and then felt itchy again.

He held onto the cold iron railing tightly with both hands, and all he could see was the dark river below the bridge.

The sound of the wind could be faintly heard in the ear, which seemed to be mixed with Feng Yu's breathing.

Feng Yu made sure that Jiang Putao's nape would leave a tooth mark that was so deep that it could not be erased for a long time, and then slowly got up.

"Jiang Putao, your life belongs to me. As long as I don't agree, no one—including yourself—is allowed to end it."

Jiang Putao nodded indiscriminately with her back turned to Feng Yu, but her body was trembling. Being held down in front of her by Feng Yu, her whole body kept trembling.

Feng Yu ran over the brand-new teeth marks on Jiang Putao's skin with his thumb, which made Jiang Putao tremble more violently, and seemed to choke up a few times.

"It hurts?" Feng Yu asked.

Jiang Putao shook her head with her back turned to Feng Yu, but said nothing, but the trembling of her body could not deceive anyone.

Seeing that Jiang Putao seemed to be really hurting, Feng Yu looked down at the fresh bite mark, lowered his head, and kissed it lightly.

A very gentle kiss, touching away.

Jiang Putao trembled even more.

Feng Yu frowned slightly, released the pressure, and turned Jiang Putao around.

Jiang Putao bit her knuckles, the end of her eyes was blushing, and her eyelashes were wet and glued together, as if she was really in pain.

Feng Yu was also a little surprised, he thought he didn't bite too hard.

"Is it that painful?" Feng Yu asked.

Jiang Putao was watched by Feng Yu, and he let go of his mouth. There was a small tooth mark on his knuckles, which was bitten by himself.

He quickly shook his head, afraid that Feng Yu would not believe him, so he shook his head again.

Feng Yu gently ran over the corners of Jiang Putao's eyes with his fingertips, dripping with tears, and asked him:

"Since it doesn't hurt, why are you crying?"

Ginger Grape still shook her head.

He was actually a little scared, and a little... unspeakably excited.

But he was too embarrassed to say it, so he threw himself into Feng Yu's arms regardless.

"It doesn't hurt...it doesn't hurt that much..."

Jiang Putao didn't grab Feng Yu's clothes this time, but directly hugged Feng Yu's waist.

"Feng Yu, next time...be lighter next time."

Feng Yu raised his hand to play with Jiang Putao's hair on the back of his neck, his tone softened a lot.

"This is punishment, do you want another time?"

Jiang Putao didn't make a sound, and nodded in Feng Yu's arms after a long time.

Feng Yu laughed again, it seemed that he would always laugh in front of Jiang Putao.

He tidied up Jiang Putao's crooked neckline, and said without appreciation:

"Little pervert."

Jiang Putao, who was scolded as a pervert, blinked, came out of Feng Yu's arms, and grabbed Feng Yu's hand again.

"Feng Yu, shall we go home?"

"Well, go home."

They followed the street lights and walked slowly towards the small villa.

Occasionally, a gust of wind blew by, blowing the broken hair on the back of Jiang Putao's neck, revealing the crimson tooth marks, like a contract with a devil, showing an indelible possessive desire.

It was already late when we returned to the small villa, but Jiang Putao was still excited and did not forget his new task.

As soon as she entered the small villa, Jiang Putao threw off her shoes and ran in barefoot, heading straight for Feng Yu's refrigerator.

As soon as he opened the refrigerator and saw the beer stuffed under it, Jiang Putao heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and shouted at Feng Yu who was still changing shoes at the door:

"Feng Yu! Let's continue drinking, shall we?"

In fact, even if Feng Yu's house didn't have wine, Jiang Putao would still order takeaway, so he was bound to get Feng Yu drunk today.

Feng Yu put Jiang Putao's shoes into the shoe cabinet, put on the slippers, and walked in with another pair of slippers.

"Ginger Grape, wear slippers."

Jiang Putao took out two cans of cold beer from the refrigerator, ran up to Feng Yu, held up the beer bottles, and said:

"Shall we keep drinking? I haven't had enough."

Feng Yu didn't answer, bent down and put the slippers on the ground, and urged:

"Put on your shoes."

Jiang Putao stepped on her slippers obediently, and put cold beer on Feng Yu's cheek as a prank.

"Drink or not!"

Feng Yu held Jiang Putao's wrist, turned a corner forcefully with Jiang Putao's hand, put it on his own face, and brought up another topic:

"Jiang Putao, you plan to stay at my house today, and you have to review tomorrow on Sunday, why don't you bring your textbook?"

Jiang Putao never expected that Feng Yu would suddenly mention studying, she opened her mouth slightly, and looked at Feng Yu blankly.

"I……"

Of course he didn't bring it on purpose!Who wants to study while busy dating!

Feng Yu didn't say much, and led Jiang Putao to the study room. In the middle of the night, he dug out a set of questions, pushed it in front of Jiang Putao, put the beer in his hand aside, and said ruthlessly:

"If you want to drink, you can. Do the questions first."

Sitting opposite Feng Yu, Jiang Putao picked up a pen and looked at the question in front of her, only to feel that her eyes were getting dark.

Feng Yu sat opposite Jiang Putao leisurely, took out his mobile phone, clicked on the app, and saw Jiang Putao's new task.

No wonder they urged him to drink.

Feng Yu put down his phone, propped his chin up, and just watched Jiang Putao write the question.

Jiang Putao had no choice but to take a deep breath, and the appointed person lowered his head to write the inscription. He used a lot of force when writing, feeling a bit vicious.

He thought that even if he wrote until midnight tonight, he would get Feng Yu drunk!

It's a pity that he was so ambitious in his heart that he fell asleep lying on the table before writing a few questions.

After tossing all night, you should be tired by now.

Feng Yu looked at Jiang Putao quietly for a while, instead of waking him up, he carefully picked him up and walked towards the guest room.

Ginger Grape was put on the bed and woke up immediately.

With his mission in mind, he didn't sleep well.

Opening his eyes and seeing Feng Yu turning around to leave, he immediately got up and knelt down on the bed, and grabbed Feng Yu's hand.

He is very good at pushing an inch, since he has already held hands, he will never pull the hem of his clothes if he can hold hands.

"Feng Yu, drink..." Jiang Putao muttered, not forgetting the mission.

Feng Yu lowered his eyes, saw Jiang Putao's sleepy look, and lightly patted his head.

"Go to sleep."

Jiang Putao refused, so he simply took two steps forward, hugged Feng Yu's waist, shook his head, his eyes were still half-closed, obviously very sleepy.

"Don't sleep...haven't had a drink yet."

Seeing that Jiang Putao was so persistent, Feng Yu simply turned around and pushed Jiang Putao down on the bed.

He didn't leave either, but closed the door directly, went to bed from the other side, and pulled Jiang Putao into his arms.

"sleep."

Jiang Putao was wrapped in the familiar body temperature, his consciousness drifted away, and he couldn't resist, and fell asleep.

Feng Yu didn't intend to leave, he just hugged Jiang Putao and turned off the bedside lamp.

The temperature in his arms was strange and familiar to Feng Yu, and it felt like another person, unexpectedly good.

Feng Yu lowered his head, buried his face in Jiang Putao's hair, and gently kissed his head.

"Good night."

"Little pervert."

The author has something to say: Jiang Putao: When will I be punished next time?

Feng Yu: ...?

感谢在2021-08-1622:06:52~2021-08-1721:20:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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