Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

"Come on, I know my own limitations."

Zhao Yanxi waved her hand, not wanting to continue the conversation.

As the dishes were served one after another, she picked up a piece of salmon and stuffed it into her mouth, mumbling, "Anyway, it's finals already, there's no use worrying. Let's eat first, and talk about it later!"

Ding Heng couldn't help but laugh when he saw her resigned attitude.

He picked up a piece of grilled eel and put it in her bowl, saying, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

Zhao Yanxi grunted an "Mmm," then lowered her head to eat, her cheeks puffed out.

Wenjing ate quietly beside him, occasionally putting a piece of food on Ding Heng's plate and pouring a glass of water for Zhao Yanxi, like a dutiful little nanny.

The three of them ate and chatted in a relaxed atmosphere.

Zhao Yanxi's mood gradually improved, and she then talked about her plans for the winter vacation.

What are your plans for winter break?

"I haven't decided yet."

Wenjing shook her head: "We should go back to Zhuzhou for a few days and see our family."

Where is Wenshu?

"She's a senior in high school, so she'll definitely have to take extra classes during the winter break."

"She must have had a tough time."

"you do not say."

……

The two chatted idly, while Ding Heng ate quietly beside them, occasionally chiming in with a comment.

After finishing their meal, Ding Heng paid the bill, and the three of them left the Japanese restaurant.

The sun peeked out from behind the clouds, its rays warming my skin.

"I'm full!"

Zhao Yanxi stretched lazily: "What's next?"

Ding Heng said, "Back then, I went back to help you review properly!"

"what?"

Before Zhao Yanxi could react, Ding Heng had already shoved her into the passenger seat.

After arriving home, the two went into the bedroom. Ding Heng opened Zhao Yanxi's textbook and slammed it onto the table with a swift and decisive motion.

"Let's begin."

Zhao Yanxi sat cross-legged on the chair, picked up the doll on the bed, and stared at the open textbook, but did not move for a long time.

"Chapter One, starting with the introduction."

Ding Heng flipped to the table of contents and tapped it with his finger: "You said you didn't look at this part at all, now go through it from the beginning."

"Oh……"

Zhao Yanxi responded and slowly opened her textbook, her eyes fixed on the dense text, but her thoughts drifted elsewhere.

She secretly glanced up, her gaze passing over the top of the book and landing on Ding Heng's profile.

The man was looking down at her notes; he had high brow bones, a straight nose, and a sharp jawline.

review?

Why are you making me review?

Is Ding Heng planning to play some new game again?

Ding Heng noticed Zhao Yanxi's gaze and looked up.

"What are you looking at? Reading a book."

"I'm watching..."

Zhao Yanxi lowered her head guiltily, her fingers unconsciously tracing patterns on the pages of the book, unable to concentrate on a single word.

Ding Heng didn't urge her and continued flipping through her notes.

After a few minutes of quiet, Zhao Yanxi started to get restless again.

She began to adjust her posture, shifting her legs between sitting positions, her toes, encased in black stockings, gently twitching her slippers, her body gradually leaning towards Ding Heng.

Ding Heng didn't even look up, and coldly gave the order.

"Sit down!"

"They were sitting perfectly still..."

Zhao Yanxi pouted and obediently sat back down.

A few minutes later, she reached for the water glass, deliberately stretching her arm out and tilting her entire upper body to the side.

Ding Heng finally put down his notebook and turned to look at her.

"Zhao Yanxi".

Zhao Yanxi paused, met Ding Heng's gaze, and blinked innocently.

"Ok?"

"Don't you want to study?"

"No……"

Zhao Yanxi withdrew her hand, her tone guilty: "I was just thirsty."

Ding Heng didn't speak, he just watched her quietly.

Zhao Yanxi felt uncomfortable under the stare, and finally lowered her head, muttering softly, "Okay, okay, I'll just look nice, alright..."

She opened her textbook, staring intently at the pages, muttering to herself as if she were reading, but in reality, she wasn't thinking about anything.

Ding Heng sighed and reached out to close her textbook.

Zhao Yanxi raised her head.

"Since you don't want to study properly, let's try another way."

Ding Heng's tone was flat, revealing neither joy nor anger.

Zhao Yanxi blinked, and before she could react, Ding Heng had already stood up and walked around behind her.

A hand was placed on her shoulder.

"Stand up."

Zhao Yanxi obediently stood up and turned to face him.

Ding Heng looked down at Zhao Yanxi from his high vantage point, his gaze slowly moving downwards.

"Turn around and lie down."

Zhao Yanxi's heart skipped a beat.

She realized what Ding Heng was going to do, but she didn't resist at all; on the contrary, she was secretly looking forward to it.

She slowly turned around, placed her hands on the armrests of the chair, bent her waist downwards, and slightly raised her buttocks.

The hem of the hoodie slid up, revealing a section of her fair waist.

Ding Heng placed his palm on hers; his palm was warm, and his fingers were spread out, almost covering her entire lower back.

"Chapter One, Introduction. What's on the first line of the first page?"

Zhao Yanxi's mind went blank.

"I...I don't remember..."

"Snapped."

A slap landed with a crisp sound.

Zhao Yanxi bit her lower lip and made a short, nasal sound.

"I'll ask you one more time, what's on the first line of the first page?"

"Information technology...information management..."

"Snapped."

And then, it landed on the other side.

"wrong."

Zhao Yanxi's breathing became erratic, and her fingers gripped the armrests of the chair tightly.

"Information technology...information management...of..."

"What?"

"The...the..."

She couldn't express it; her mind was filled with the sensation of Ding Heng's hand landing on her, burning her heart.

"Snapped."

The third time.

"Chapter 1 Introduction, first page, first line... 'Information management is an important component of modern enterprise management.'"

Ding Heng spoke calmly, emphasizing each word.

"Did you remember?"

"I...I've got it..."

Zhao Yanxi's voice trembled, and her knees began to buckle.

“Repeat it.”

"Information technology... Information management is a crucial component of modern enterprise management..."

She recited it haltingly, the last few words almost muffled in her mouth.