The male god taught me to attack him

Taking advantage of get out of class time in the afternoon, Jiang Putao tentatively asked Feng Yu a question.

Feng Yu directly grabbed the paper Jiang Taotao handed over, and wrote down the detailed steps to solve the problem without saying a word.

Jiang Putao carefully looked at the steps of solving the problem, and suddenly realized that he knew this problem. He just wanted to see if Feng Yu would really explain it to him. After reading it, he found Feng Yu's method of solving the problem. It was more concise and easy to understand than what the teacher said, so I couldn't help but look at Feng Yu more.

Feng Yu is reading a book:

"Dont look at me."

Jiang Putao immediately lowered her head to read the book, and never dared to peek at Feng Yu again, thinking to herself, how did Feng Yu know that he was looking at him...

Senior three students have two evening self-study sessions. After the afternoon classes, the first and second grade students leave school. During dinner, only senior three students go to the cafeteria. It is not so crowded. Jiang Putao usually goes to the cafeteria for dinner.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Jiang Putao got up and walked out, and looked back at Feng Yu, who was still sitting on his seat reading a book, and had no intention of leaving.

Jiang Putao thought of Feng Yu's stomachache in the morning, and walked back hesitantly.

"Feng Yu, do you want to go to the cafeteria together?"

Feng Yu looked up at Jiang Putao, and seemed to think of the stomachache in the morning, so he got up and walked outside.

"Don't go."

Jiang Putao followed Feng Yu. Seeing Feng Yu walking outside the school, she thought to herself that he was going out to eat, so she didn't follow, and turned to go to the cafeteria.

The evening self-study was calm, Feng Yu got up and left directly after school, still without his schoolbag.

Jiang Putao secretly exclaimed in her heart, packed her things and followed the crowd out.

When I walked to the school gate, I found some students gathered, who seemed to be watching the fun.

Jiang Putao also leaned over to take a look, and saw Feng Yu being stopped by two men in suits, who were saying something, but Feng Yu had a cold face, and his expression was not very good.

Seeing more people gathered, Feng Yu and two men in suits walked towards the path.

Jiang Putao was a little worried. The students who watched the excitement around were laughing and laughing, but no one followed.

Holding the phone in his palm, he squeezed out of the crowd and followed carefully.

Feng Yu and two men in suits walked into the alley, their voices were not loud, and their tone was very cold:

"What does Feng Chenghai want you to do?"

The two men in suits were very polite:

"Master, Mr. Feng is afraid that you will be busy with studies in the third year of high school and will not have time, so he specially hired a psychiatrist to work overtime to wait for you. We are here to pick you up to the psychiatrist."

Feng Yu sneered:

"Is Feng Chenghai so afraid of me going crazy? If I don't go, can you still tie me up?"

The two men in suits looked at each other and stopped Feng Yu together, with a firm attitude. If Feng Yu didn't go with them to see a psychiatrist, they wouldn't leave.

When Jiang Putao followed, she happened to see this scene.

It's already dark now, and there are only street lights at the end and the entrance of the path. Feng Yu and two men in suits are standing in the shadows. He can't see clearly, and he can't hear what they say. He only notices that they are blocking Feng Yu's way. , seems not to let him go.

He was anxious, his head was full of messy plots such as robbery and vendetta in TV dramas. Seeing that the three people in it hadn't moved for a long time, he couldn't wait, so he rushed in.

"What are you doing? Are you bullying? I warn you not to mess around, I'm going to call the police!"

Jiang Putao held up her phone while running, and the phone interface had already pressed the alarm call, so she just pressed the call button to call the police.

He was carrying a heavy schoolbag behind him, and the path was dark, and the trouser legs that he rolled up after a few steps loosened and fell to his feet.

The overly long trouser legs were wrapped around her feet, and Jiang Putao stepped on them, her center of gravity was unstable and she fell forward, and she still raised her hand to protect her phone.

The two men in suits stared blankly at a young man running towards them, threatening them with a fierce voice. Before they could understand what was going on, they saw the young man staggering and falling forward. He was about to fall to the ground. Catch it in your arms.

Feng Yu put his arms around Jiang Putao's armpits, lifted him up and stood firm, and asked him:

"Ginger Grape, why are you on a nerve?"

Jiang Putao didn't expect Feng Yu to catch him, he thought his fall was doomed.

But he didn't have time to think about it, so he took off his schoolbag and threw it at the two men in suits as soon as he stood firmly, and stood in front of Feng Yu with open arms.

"I warn you not to come here, I, I know Sanda!"

As he spoke, he waved his hands wildly, and then turned the phone to show the man in the suit:

"If you get close to me again, you will really call the police!"

The two men in suits caught Jiang Putao's schoolbag, looked at him in bewilderment, and then looked at Feng Yu.

Jiang Putao was a lot shorter than Feng Yu, and standing in front of Feng Yu couldn't stop him, waving her hands high up, as if afraid that the man in the suit would throw his schoolbag back and hit Feng Yu's head.

Feng Yu looked at the wildly waving hands in front of him, Jiang Putao's school uniform sleeves had slipped down, revealing two white and greasy wrists, and the back of his hands touched Feng Yu's face when he was waving wildly.

He dodged back for a while, and raised his hand to hold Jiang Putao's wrist.

"Ginger Putao, calm down, what nonsense are you thinking about?"

Jiang Putao's hands were held by Feng Yu, and she maintained a posture of raising her hands in surrender. She looked back at Feng Yu in a daze, and then looked at the two men in suits who were also in a daze.

Now that the distance was close, he noticed that the faces of the two men in suits looked ferocious, and they were even obediently holding the schoolbag that Jiang Putao threw, without moving.

"You..." Jiang Putao spoke, her voice faltering.

He had already realized that he had misunderstood, but Feng Yu grabbed his wrist at this moment, and he couldn't even turn around and run.

His embarrassing toes curled up inside the shoes, and his cheeks were a little red.

"Feng Yu..."

He yelled softly, his hands were weakly held by Feng Yu.

"Let me go."

Feng Yu lowered his eyes to look at the back of Jiang Putao's head. Jiang Putao's hair was a little curly, and with the messy movement just now, a few strands of hair were lifted up, and they were gently rubbing against his chin.

He stepped back a little and let go.

Jiang Putao immediately lowered her arms, stared at the two men in suits in front of her, and looked at the schoolbag they were holding.

The man in the suit immediately handed back the schoolbag, and one of them explained:

"Little classmate, you misunderstood. We were sent by the young master's father to work in the young master's company."

Jiang Putao put her schoolbag back on her back, bowed her head and responded in a muffled voice.

"Oh."

Now he can't wait to get into the cracks in the ground, turn around and want to leave.

"Then I'm leaving?"

Feng Yu pressed Jiang Putao's shoulder:

"and many more."

After finishing the words, he looked at the two men in suits, his long eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were condensed.

"You go, I won't go."

With Jiang Putao present at this time, the two men in suits couldn't say much, so they could only leave together.

Jiang Putao was pressed by Feng Yu's shoulder, wanted to leave but dared not, lowered her head, pretending that she didn't exist.

Feng Yu didn't forget him. As soon as the man in the suit left, he pulled him in front of him, looked up and down, and asked him:

"Can you play Sanda?"

Jiang Putao lowered her head and whispered:

"Isn't that...to scare people?"

The corners of Feng Yu's lips curled up unconsciously, but when he realized it, he immediately flattened it.

"Really, I can play Sanda."

Jiang Putao couldn't hold back this time, and immediately went to look at Feng Yu with surprise in her eyes:

"Really?"

Feng Yu nodded:

"Yes."

He changed the subject and said:

"Jiang Putao, if there are really bad guys today, do you know how stupid you are to rush forward like this?"

Feng Yu's tone was a bit fierce, Jiang Putao curled her lips, disapproving.

"Do you know what the correct approach is?" Feng Yu said.

Jiang Putao looked down at him, stared at the ground, and asked in a muffled voice:

"What is it?"

"Leave me behind, turn around and run." Feng Yu said, his voice was cold and he didn't argue about his emotions.

Jiang Putao was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Feng Yu, and saw that he looked calm and said "leave me" indifferently with his eyes.

He couldn't see Feng Yu like this.

Jiang Putao's heart tingled a bit, and she didn't care about the embarrassment anymore, she stepped forward and grabbed Feng Yu's sleeve.

"Don't run, don't leave behind, just run and run together."

Feng Yu lowered his eyes, and opened Jiang Putao's fingers one by one.

"Jiang Putao, I know Sanda, Judo, Boxing, Taekwondo... I don't need your protection."

Feng Yu broke off Jiang Putao's right hand, Jiang Putao's left hand grabbed it again, looked at him stubbornly, and repeated repeatedly:

"If you don't run, you don't run!"

Feng Yu looked at Jiang Putao's clean eyes, and suddenly turned his face sideways.

He simply took off the school uniform jacket that was being grabbed by Jiang Putao, turned around and left.

"As you like."

Jiang Putao hugged Feng Yu's school uniform jacket, bit her lower lip in frustration, and stood there watching Feng Yu's back as he walked away.

He seemed to be making Feng Yu unhappy again, but he just couldn't leave Feng Yu and run away by himself, no matter what.

Feng Yu quickly walked out of the path, Jiang Putao hung her head, not bothering to care about the legs of her trousers on the ground, she just walked out slowly.Just two steps away, Feng Yu's voice came from the front again.

"Jiang Putao, don't you have a school uniform that fits you?"

Jiang Putao was taken aback for a moment, and immediately raised her head to look at Feng Yu with bright eyes.

"You didn't leave?"

Feng Yu leaned against the exit of the path, and couldn't help saying two words:

"foolish."

He walked over, pulled Jiang PuTao, ​​looked down at his procrastinating trouser legs, squatted down, stretched out his hand to straighten Jiang PuTao's trouser legs, and rolled them up twice.

Jiang Putao lowered her head and silently watched Feng Yu squatting in front of him, clutching Feng Yu's school uniform jacket with both hands, her heart pounding and began to beat the drums, the drums were so fast that they couldn't stop.

Feng Yu rolled up his trouser legs, stood up, and extended his hand to Jiang Putao.

Jiang Putao's breathing was light, and he didn't dare to breathe out. Looking at Feng Yu's open palm, he hesitated to put his own on it.

The palms of the two people touched each other, one was cool and the other was warm, it was very comfortable to stick together.

Jiang Putao was still looking at Feng Yu's fingers, but Feng Yu suddenly spoke out with disgust:

"Jiang Putao, are you stupid? Give me the school uniform."

Jiang Putao was taken aback for a moment, then withdrew her hand, and returned Feng Yu's school uniform jacket to him. She stood there and took two steps in a daze, before rushing out of Feng Yu's side in a sullen manner.

He didn't even dare to stop, and he was relieved after running all the way to the bus stop. He couldn't help covering his face, feeling that he was ashamed to face people.

Jiang Putao ran all the way and took a shower when she got home.

After taking a shower, I looked at the loose pajamas, thought for a while, took out the shorts and short sleeves that fit, put them on, and looked in front of the full-length mirror.

In the mirror, the young man's waistline is extremely thin, and the line from the waistline to the buttocks is straight and full. The shorts wrap up to the thighs, drawing out the sensual lines of the thighs. Just a back view can make people's hearts flutter.

However, Jiang Putao himself hates this kind of figure. He thinks his butt is too big and his waist is too thin. People will point and point behind them.

Thinking of Feng Yu, Jiang Putao sighed, turned her back to the mirror, tilted her head slightly, raised her arm with her mobile phone, and took a picture of her back in the mirror.

He clicked on the strategy app and sent the photos to the system.

Ginger Grape: Mr. System [Image]

Ginger Grape: Is my butt really big?

Feng Yu also just came out of the bathroom. Seeing the notification light on his phone flashing, he opened the app skillfully. What he saw was Jiang Putao's selfie in shorts and short sleeves.

The young man's skin is white and smooth, his arms are raised, his short sleeves are pulled up quite a bit, his shorts are low-waisted, and there are two shallow dimples on his exposed waist, as if waiting to be severely grinded by someone at any time .

Feng Yu watched Jiang Putao's photo expressionlessly, and typed with one hand, water droplets dripped from his broken hair, just falling on Jiang Putao's waist in the photo.

The phone vibrated, Jiang Putao picked it up when she received the reply, and frowned, what the hell?

System: Do you treat everyone like this?

System: Does Feng Yu know that you send me this kind of photo?