The anchor I was supposed to meet turned out to be my student.

Bi Antong noticed my gaze but didn't move the pineapple away. Instead, she hugged the pineapple higher, fueling its arrogance. I gritted my teeth at the sight. Luckily, it was a female cat, otherwise I would have neutered it on the spot!

"Eat slowly," Bi Antong suddenly said to me before carrying the pineapple to the kitchen.

I don't know what she's up to, but I'd better listen to her and eat slowly, otherwise she'll get angry with me over this trivial matter. She's always been quite controlling, so I'll just let her have her way as long as it's not too outrageous.

A moment later, Bi Antong brought out a plate of fruit salad. I've never bought salad before, so I guess she bought it.

"Here, have some fruit after your meal." Bi Antong placed a fruit salad in front of me.

I was a little flattered. When did Bi Antong become so gentle and considerate? I looked at her suspiciously. She was being so attentive for no reason. Either she wanted something from me or she felt indebted to me. Something was wrong with her!

As I pondered this, I would glance at her every now and then, observing her changing expressions. All I saw was a faint smile as she watched me eat my noodles, which made me tremble with fear. There was definitely something fishy going on here!

Don't you eat salad?

"Mmm, we'll eat later..."

I glanced at the salad, and I had a feeling it was drugged, though I wasn't sure if it was because of the trauma Luo Yao had inflicted on me...

Seeing that I wasn't eating, Bi Antong forked a small piece of apple and held it out to me, saying with a hint of shyness, "Why don't you try my cooking..."

What is going on? Is this really Bi Antong, or just someone else wearing Bi Antong's costume? This is too weird. This is not the Bi Antong I know!

"Are you disgusted by what I made?" Bi Antong asked, a little annoyed that I wasn't eating.

I'll risk my life to accompany you!

I had no choice but to eat that small piece of apple.

Bi Antong smiled and asked, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

"Hmm, not bad."

"Then let's eat more, another piece!"

Bi Antong fed me another piece of banana, and the smile on her face became more and more obvious, making me more and more uneasy.

"Tongtong, is there something you want to tell me?" I asked.

No.

Am I being paranoid? But she's never treated me like that before. Every time, she was cold and unappealing.

"I can do it myself..."

I wanted to take the fork she had just used to feed me and eat it myself, but Bi Antong looked up at me with her beautiful eyes, showing no intention of giving me the fork. Instead, she continued to feed me pieces of fruit...

What followed was an extremely bizarre scene: I, with both hands intact, was being fed by Bi Antong like a baby, crying for food. I was both excited and uneasy during this process; it was so unusual.

"Aren't you going to eat?" I asked when I saw that she hadn't eaten a single piece.

"Um……"

So she put down her fork, stroked the pineapple with both hands, but showed no intention of eating it.

I thought for a while before I hesitantly picked up the fork I had just used, speared some fruit, and held it to Bi Antong's lips. She glanced at me and, surprisingly, ate it with a bit of shyness.

I'm shocked! This late-night snack tonight was so eerie! Is Bi Antong possessed by something? Demons and monsters, get out of here...

After finishing our late-night snack, we went to bed...

Bi Antong took a pair of glasses out of the cabinet and gave them to me.

"This is for blocking blue light. You look at your phone for so long every night before bed, be careful you don't get nearsighted."

Whether or not the eyes can actually block blue light and prevent nearsightedness is no longer my concern. What's really wrong is this Bi Antong—is he a fake, a monster...?

"Tongtong, why are you suddenly being so nice to me tonight?" I asked, finally voicing the question that had been bothering me since earlier.

My question shattered the perfect image Bi Antong had cultivated for me all evening. She blushed slightly and scolded me playfully, "Who's nice to you! I only showed you a little concern because I felt sorry for you... Who knew you were so shameless and liked to be scolded..."

"Then pretend I didn't ask, let's go back to the way things were before..."

"There's no going back!"

Bi Antong picked up her vocabulary book and buried herself in memorizing it, ignoring me.

I was so regretful, like her mother...

Suddenly a WeChat video call came in from Hua Xinning. I quickly showed my phone screen to Bi Antong so she wouldn't make a sound, and then I answered it by voice.

"What are you doing, brother~" Xin Ning's voice sounded a little tired, probably because she was sleepy, but she still called me.

Doing...

"Getting ready for bed, checking my phone for a bit."

"Oh...did brother forget something?"

"I remember, I remember, goodnight baby~"

After I finished speaking, Bi Antong looked at me with an expression that was extremely difficult to describe, as if it were both disgust and disdain, which made me blush.

"By the way, brother, Dad just called me and asked if I had moved out to live with you. I told him that you don't agree."

Oh no, I bet Dad's going to call and interrogate me tomorrow.

Of course, the threatening look that Bi Antong gave me was not to be underestimated.

"Didn't I tell you, Xin Ning, that you need to toughen up? Don't be like you were in middle school, afraid to live with your classmates at school. Look at you now, you're living there just fine, aren't you?"

"That seems to be true... but I think it would be more comfortable to live with my brother. I wouldn't be so reserved, and I could cook for you, do housework, and even scrub your back when you take a bath. Wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?"

Bi Antong's hands were already torturing my back, she said, clearly jealous.

"Xin Ning, stop talking. For the sake of your independence, I will not agree..." I said firmly.

Xin Ning said with some disappointment, "Okay then... Actually, I have something to say tonight. Xiao Jun and I have already discussed it, and we'll go to my brother's house tomorrow afternoon. Xiao Jun doesn't have class tomorrow afternoon, and I haven't started military training yet. Brother, you can give us the key first, and we'll cook dinner for you in the apartment~"

"Ah, this..."

I looked to Bi Antong for help, but she was looking at her vocabulary book nonchalantly, though her expression wasn't very friendly, as if warning me not to make the same mistake Luo Yao made when she came to the apartment last time.

I knew I had already promised them at Starbucks last time, and I couldn't back out now. After thinking for a moment, I could only say, "Okay, but let's make this clear first, you can't rummage through my things when you come here. I'll take care of my ex-girlfriend's things myself, so please don't mess with them."

"Okay, brother, we promise we won't cause any trouble!"

After hanging up the phone, I thought for a moment before cautiously looking at Bi Antong and saying, "I really can't refuse this... so Tongtong, could you perhaps postpone it until tomorrow..."

"Don't even think about it!"

Bi Antong pulled up the covers and went to sleep, ignoring me.

Chapter 19, Page 139. Hugging her from behind.

Bi Antong turned over and faced away from me, clearly not wanting to listen to me at all.

"Let me finish speaking..."

Bi Antong covered her ears...

I reached out to pry her hands off her ears, but she pushed them away instead. I was at a loss, but this matter had to be resolved, otherwise it would be hard to explain if Xin Ning and Xiao Jun found out that Bi Antong and I were living together tomorrow.

Thinking about this, I don't understand why Bi Antong isn't nervous at all. Isn't she afraid that their cohabitation will be discovered?

I hesitated for a moment, then decided to use the method I had practiced to comfort my girlfriend. Although Bi Antong wasn't my girlfriend, as long as she had feelings for me, the effect should be the same. After analyzing the situation, I took action.

I turned off the light and lay down, then moved closer to Bi Antong. Bi Antong could obviously feel me approaching her, and she moved closer to the edge of the bed, but if she moved any further she would fall off.

"you……"

As soon as she uttered her first word, I hugged her from behind, and instantly felt a soft, yielding body in my arms.

"What are you doing?!"

Bi Antong never expected me to do something so outrageous, and while she was angry, she tried to pry my hands off her.

"Tongtong, please listen to my explanation carefully, okay? This is really not something to joke about."

I buried my face in her beautiful hair, and a fragrance wafted over me, making me reluctant to leave.

"Waaaah, you pervert, let me go!" Bi Antong pushed me desperately but couldn't break free.

After a while, Bi Antong quieted down as if resigned to her fate, and I took the opportunity to say, "Let's not hold a grudge, okay?"

Bi Antong didn't speak, and I didn't know if she had listened, but I continued, "Tomorrow morning we'll put your clothes in your suitcase, because Xiaojun will definitely recognize your things. Then you can go to the coffee shop to do your homework for a while. They stay too late, and it's impossible for them to stay overnight here. You can come back after they leave, okay?"

"Move your pig's trotters aside first!"

"oh oh……"

It turns out that my hand, which was holding her, landed on her chest. No wonder I said it was so soft...

So I moved my hand down and placed it on her waist.

"So, Tongtong, will you say yes?"

"What if they decide to stay overnight?"

Bi Antong stayed quietly in my arms, even pinching my fingers with her hand, just like a child sleeping with their hand on the corner of the blanket, so cute.

"I promise I won't. If I really stay, I'll cut off my head and give it to you to sit on!"

Bi Antong slapped my hand and said disdainfully, "Who wants to sit on your head? It's hard as a rock, not even as comfortable as a toilet seat..."

Having said that, I knew Bi Antong most likely agreed, so I changed the subject and asked, "Do you use the same shampoo as me? It smells so good."

Being able to bury my head in her fragrant hair is an unparalleled pleasure. If she could be my girlfriend in the future, we could be teacher and student exchanging academic ideas at school in the morning, and lovers sharing our secrets every night. I could also legitimately hold her and sleep in this position, stroking her soft body and whispering sweet nothings in her ear. Just thinking about it makes me so happy.

"So, you pervert, can you let me go now?"

"Huh? Oh, oh..."

Well, she's not my girlfriend after all, so I wisely retreated and returned to my original spot.

"Remember, this is the first warning!"

"What first warning?" I asked, puzzled.

"I already told you that day that you can't take advantage of me without my permission!"

So it was this bizarre clause.

Bi Antong continued to warn, "Things shouldn't happen more than three times. If it happens more than three times, you're dead!"