The Male God Taught Me How to Raid Him

Chapter 14 : Brother

   Jiang Putao herself was terribly afraid of the dark, and even ran over to comfort Feng Yu in the middle of the night.

    No matter how unbelievable it sounds, the simple-minded Jiang Putao did indeed do this, and even got drunk and made a fuss.

    Feng Yu looked at Jiang Putao who was curled up on the bed and muttered twice, and should have felt irritable and disgusted, but the corners of his lips could not help but curled up, and he walked over and pulled the quilt to cover Jiang Putao before leaving.

    Jiang Putao woke up with a headache. He drank strong alcohol in the middle of the night, so it was no wonder that he didn't have a headache the next morning, but he didn't know why he had a headache.

    He lay on the bed moaning, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the strange room in front of him, and the memories of last night slowly flooded into his mind.

    But the memory only stayed at the moment when he sat in front of the refrigerator drinking a drink, and the rest... Jiang Putao shook his head, but he couldn't remember anything.

    Jiang Putao lifted the quilt and stood up, seeing her short sleeves with cream stains on her body, her face was full of disgust.

    He found his mobile phone in the bedside table and checked the time. It must be too late to go home and change clothes before going to school. He could only call his mother to explain.

    Fortunately, Mother Jiang was open-minded and didn't ask too many questions.

    Jiang Putao hung up the phone, gently opened the door and looked out, and found that this should be the guest room on the second floor, and the doors of other rooms were closed.

    He walked downstairs, and as soon as he turned the corner, he heard Feng Yu on the phone.

    "What does Feng Yi's transfer to another school have to do with me?"

    "He is your son, not mine, why should I take care of him?"

    "Feng Chenghai, do you take yourself too seriously?"

    Jiang Putao paused. He didn't dare to go down. Hearing Feng Yu's words, he suddenly thought of the second class transfer student that Yang Zhiyi was talking about.

    I heard that that person was also surnamed Feng, could it be Feng Yi, his younger brother that Feng Yu was talking about?

    Jiang Putao knew that Feng Yu didn't have a good relationship with his family, but the specific reason was unclear, but he didn't expect Feng Yu to have a younger brother.

    Feng Yu hung up the phone and looked straight at the stairs.

    "Jiang Putao, come out."

    His tone was very cold, as if the beauty of the two of them getting along last night was in vain.

    Jiang Putao came out, lowered her head and apologized:

    "I didn't mean to listen..."

    Feng Yu didn't look at him again, poured himself a glass of ice water, and drank it with his head raised.

    Jiang Putao waited for Feng Yu to finish drinking the water, then tugged at the hem of her dirty clothes, and asked,

    "Feng Yu...can you lend me my clothes?"

    Feng Yu glanced at the curdled cream on Jiang Putao's short sleeves , frowning slightly:

    "I don't have any extra school uniforms."