The Male God Taught Me How to Raid Him

Chapter 17

Jiang Putao couldn't calm down throughout the lunch break. Ever since he got the strategy app, Feng Yu didn't give him any favorability points, and even gave him a terrible score of -100 points at the beginning.

    He originally thought that the task this time would be the same as before, and he would add a few points, but he didn't expect to add 33 points at once!

    The current score is -60. Although it is still a negative number, it is only a minus sign away from passing! Rounding up is a pass!

    Jiang Putao self-hypnotized, excited, clicked on the app while the iron was hot, and pressed "random strategy task", her fingertips were trembling.

    The task popped up quickly, and it was still the task that made Jiang Putao blush and heartbeat: stare at the male god for three minutes.

    Jiang Putao looked carefully, it was three minutes, not thirty seconds.

    He couldn't finish it in thirty seconds, let alone three minutes!

    The excitement in Jiang Putao's heart gradually calmed down, and she quietly looked at Feng Yu beside her.

    One month forward, he never dared to think that he and Feng Yu would be at the same table, so close every day.

    Jiang Putao glanced at the time. It was not long before the end of the lunch break. He quietly lay beside Feng Yu, thinking that he might be able to complete the task of looking at each other for three minutes when Feng Yu just woke up and was still dazed.

    In order to meet each other smoothly, Jiang Putao carefully pulled the chair and squeezed towards Feng Yu, lying beside him, staring at Feng Yu's hair all the time.

    Feng Yu opened his eyes, took out his mobile phone under the table with one hand, clicked on the app and looked at it, and understood Jiang Putao's purpose.

    He closed his eyes, turned around to face Jiang Putao lying on the table, and obviously felt Jiang Putao's breathing paused.

    Jiang Putao thought Feng Yu had woken up, and held her breath waiting for Feng Yu to open his eyes, but Feng Yu just turned around.

    He looked at Feng Yu who was close at hand, quietly raised his fingertips, and traced Feng Yu's facial features with a little distance.

    Slowly moving her fingertips in the air, she carved Feng Yu's face into Jiang Putao's heart.

    Jiang Putao was a little dazed and didn't notice that Feng Yu's eyelashes were trembling.

    The next moment, Feng Yu slowly opened his eyes and held Jiang Putao's fingertips.

    Jiang Putao's heart trembled, she turned her head subconsciously, avoiding Feng Yu's gaze, and then thought of the task he had just drawn, she turned back abruptly, forcing herself to look at Feng Yu.

    Feng Yu was facing the window, the midday sun was dazzling, his eyelids were half closed, and his eyes were fixed on Jiang Putao.

    Jiang Putao's finger was still being held by Feng Yu, and he pulled it back helplessly, but Feng Yu pulled it back forcefully.

    Feng Yu had already sat up, not sitting up straight lazily, propping his chin with one hand, holding Jiang Putao's fingers with the other, looking at him lightly with emerald green eyes.

    "Jiang Putao, what are you doing?"

    Jiang Putao was pulled closer by Feng Yu, leaning forward, her upper body almost lying on Feng Yu's table.