I really don't want to date a girl addicted to the internet!

"Isn't that right? I feel like you're driving me crazy." Lin Xuanqi was even angrier.

"It's not that bad, it's not that bad."

"Do we need a house or not?!"

"I want to live with you."

"Live in your own home, my foot! Fine, you can live in your own doghouse then, I can't be bothered with you anymore." Lin Xuanqi rolled her eyes.

"Xuanqi, are you really that afraid of me?" the boy asked in surprise.

Lin Xuanqi turned around, sat sideways, raised her chin, and stared at the boy. "Cheng Fei, I have a question for you."

"what?"

What do you take me for?

"Be a wife, what else could I be?" the young man said matter-of-factly.

"Wife? A wife is someone you torment all day long, right?" Lin Xuanqi laughed in exasperation and pinched his waist.

"You don't want to?"

"No!"

"Who was it that kept pestering me to call him 'husband' before?"

"Calling you my foot! Who called you? Don't know me!"

"Xuanqi, let's go, let's go to the neurology department now."

"Go away, that's enough, let me go."

"Don't let it go."

"How long do you intend to continue like this?"

"Xuanqi, you're so amazing, I don't want to let you go." The boy hugged her tightly with undisguised longing.

Lin Xuanqi trembled as if she were suffocating, her gaze wavered for a moment, then she patted her face to clear her mind, a smile curving her lips as she said in a charming voice, "Husband, do you like me that much?"

"Of course, Xuanqi, I like you."

"Then you'd better work hard. When we get married and live together, I'll let you play to your heart's content every day. At home, I'll be your personal toy. You can stand or kneel as I please. You can do whatever you want, okay?" Lin Xuanqi lifted the boy's chin and smiled charmingly.

"Xuanqi, you're such a pervert." The boy looked at her with a worried expression.

Lin Xuanqi's expression changed. "Tsk! Cheng Fei, I'm really fed up with you. I'm trying to say something you like, and you're going to ruin the atmosphere again, aren't you? Fine, I'm not a pervert. You can stay in your doghouse and use my pantyhose for the rest of your life. I'm leaving."

Lin Xuanqi felt a surge of anger and frustration. She stood up, supporting herself on the table, but her legs went weak and she fell back down as if she had been pricked by something. Her eyes widened suddenly, and her pupils shrank to pinpoints.

"Xuanqi, don't rush, there's still plenty of time." The boy helped her up.

"Honey, be gentle, I really can't take it anymore..." Lin Xuanqi's expression turned pitiful.

……

Noon.

A knock came at the door.

Cheng Fei opened the door and saw Ye Shuang standing outside as if nothing had happened.

"Please come in, Master Ye."

"I'll wait here. You give these to Miss." Ye Shuang handed over a bag.

Cheng Fei opened it and found it was full of clothes. "Okay."

After Lin Xuanqi finished combing her hair and changed into a neat, high-end shirt and black skirt suit, with semi-transparent black tights covering her legs, the boy who had been watching her the whole time walked towards her, looking eager to make a move.

"Don't come any closer!" Lin Xuanqi immediately raised her hand, as if facing a formidable enemy. "I have important business to attend to later, and I need to meet someone."

"Good luck, and don't fall while walking." The boy looked her up and down, showing sympathy.

"I really am—never mind, I'll deal with you next time." Lin Xuanqi glared at him fiercely, but couldn't help but smile.

So the young man escorted her downstairs and watched her get into a black luxury car accompanied by Ye Shuang, and the convoy slowly drove away from the old neighborhood.

"Trying to teach me a lesson? Just wait and see who gets taught a lesson!"

……

447. Nagasaki Asuna is a landmine woman.

After seeing Lin Xuanqi off, Cheng Fei put his hands in his pockets and headed to a remote corner of Guang'an Street.

Along the way, I casually checked my bank card balance and found that all the money withdrawn from the investment account had arrived. In the last week, Isena made a sudden boost to the returns, and with Lin Xuanqi's freebies, the figure reached an astonishing number.

"28871306 yuan"

Twenty-eight million eight hundred thousand is a figure that can generally be called financial freedom. If it is only used to cover daily expenses, it is enough for a person to live a happy life without worrying about food and clothing until old age.

The boy looked up and around. On Saturday, Guang'an Street was still bustling with office workers and students. The staff of the milk tea shop were busy in front of the noisy blender wearing masks. Taxis quickly changed lanes, squeezed to the side of the road to wait for passengers to get in, and then hurriedly drove away.

Money that these people might never earn in their entire lives is now quietly lying in the teenager's bank account.

How can one person have so much money? This world is truly strange.

The young man pondered this question, then transferred ten million to another bank card of his own, and then transferred it in installments to the investment account under Shen Xi's name.

Both of his bank cards were from state-owned banks. After working at Lin's for a few months, he understood that even Lin Xuanqi couldn't easily find such transfer records.

After finishing this task, Cheng Fei went to the familiar garage, opened the roller shutter door that had been raised halfway but then got stuck, and returned to his workshop.

Master Cheng then threw himself back into the busy development of dexterous hands.

Around noon, as Cheng Fei was assembling parts, a faint "meow" sound came from the front gate.

The boy looked up and saw a sweet girl with long coffee-colored hair standing at the doorway, her hands behind her back, leaning forward and peeking in. When their eyes met, the girl tilted her head and gave him a playful smile like a girl next door.

"Is the master home?" Nagasaki Asuna blinked her innocent and naive eyes and gently knocked on the roller shutter door, feigning confusion.

"Not here." The boy continued assembling the equipment as if nothing had happened.

Asuna Nagasaki strolled over to him, leaned down close, and her small nostrils twitched. "Eh, isn't he here? The cat can clearly smell its owner's scent."

The boy put down the knuckle pieces he was holding, pulled her into his arms, pinched her sweet, gentle face, and gazed at her.

Asuna Nagasaki's gaze became unfocused, shifting to the side. She licked her lips with a sliver of her pink tongue, her lively eyes stealing a glance at the boy before quickly looking away.

The boy noticed her little expression, leaned down and whispered, "You vixen."

"Hmm...it's a vixen..."

The girl's softness and gentleness are indescribable.

A moment later, Nagasaki Asuna buried her face in the boy's neck and whispered, "Cheng Fei."

"what?"

"Will there come a day when we throw Nana away?" The girl twirled the ends of her hair with her fingertips.

"You can read minds, yet you don't understand something like this?" the boy asked, looking at her.

"Nana is a silly cat, she doesn't understand anything in front of Cheng Fei." Nagasaki Asuna shook her head vigorously as she watched the boy, her long, smooth, coffee-colored hair swaying with it.

"You'll be mine for life, how could I possibly lose you? Don't think about anything else." The boy patted her head.

Nagasaki Asuna narrowed her eyes, a smile curving her lips, and like a clingy cat, she nuzzled against the boy's palm. "Hmm~ Nana belongs to Cheng Fei."

"Nana".

"Ok?"

"I recently saw a term from Japan called 'landmine girl,' which seems to describe a girl who seems normal on the surface, but you only realize something's wrong when you get closer." The boy looked her over seriously.

"Hey, why are you telling Nana this?" The girl tilted her head and blinked.

"I just feel like you look a lot like it."

"Do I look like one?" the girl asked with a mischievous grin.

"In some ways we're similar." The boy stared at her for a second, then nodded.

"So Cheng Fei only realized it now? Nana is right. So Cheng Fei stepped on my landmine and is now completely entangled." Nagasaki Asuna snuggled into the boy's arms, her tone not without smugness.

"You didn't cut your hand with a knife before, did you?" the boy asked suspiciously.

“I scratched her when she was little, but Nana was afraid of the pain, so she only scratched her twice and then stopped.” Nagasaki Asuna raised her arm, revealing her delicate, milky-white skin without any marks.

"I give up. Don't do such stupid things again." The young man gently stroked her arm.

"Hmm~ Nana knows, Nana is a pampered cat now, she has to look beautiful every day, and there's no way she would do that kind of thing." Nagasaki Asuna smiled happily and opened her arms. "Cheng Fei, do I look pretty today?"

The girl's long coffee-colored hair was tied into two low ponytails with red agate hair ties. She wore a short-sleeved sailor uniform, with a long, thin pink knitted vest covering her navy blue pleated skirt. Her fair, delicate, and slender legs were encased in white over-the-knee socks that revealed her pinkish skin tone, and she wore spotless brown uniform shoes.

Without any embellishment, the girl's appearance is more tempting than any carefully edited cosplay photo.

"Very beautiful." The boy made no attempt to be polite to the full, tempting "absolute territory" (areas of skin) bulging out of the over-the-knee socks, resembling creamy ice cream.

Asuna Nagasaki seemed oblivious to what she was going through, or perhaps she took it all for granted, and casually tilted her head, asking, "Cheng Fei, how is Lin?"

"She's finished," the boy said casually.

"Great, so what do we do next?" Nagasaki Asuna squeezed her legs together as if she'd been electrocuted.

"Let her be happy first, then we can continue with our own things. She'll have her comeuppance later."

“Okay~” Nagasaki Asuna responded sweetly with a smile, puffing out her chest as if welcoming an inspection.

"Why is everything pink today?" the boy wondered.

"Hey, Cheng Fei, don't you like it? Nana specifically picked out this lace style, it's so expensive, isn't it a bit much to waste money like this?" Nagasaki Asuna hunched her shoulders and observed the boy, looking as if she was afraid of being scolded.

“There’s nothing wrong with it, spend it as you like. Remember to spend all the money I gave you before next month.” The boy’s fingers ran through the hair on the side of her face.

"Huh? Why?" Nagasaki Asuna blinked and tilted her head.

"There's no reason why, this is a mission, understand? No matter what, spend it all, don't leave a single penny." The boy pinched her soft chin.

"Okay~ Then Nana will use all of it to buy pretty clothes for Cheng Fei, okay?" The girl tapped her chin with her index finger, pondered seriously for a moment, and couldn't help but smile.

"Idiot, buy something you like."

“But what Nana likes most is to dress herself up in a way that Cheng Fei likes, so that Cheng Fei can stare at her and touch her all sorts of things.” Nagasaki Asuna stared at the boy.

"Hopeless, you idiot." The boy pinched her slightly chubby, fair cheeks. "Where's the food?"

Asuna Nagasaki jumped up, opened the bag she had just placed on the table, took out two bento boxes, and placed them in front of him. "Here, tsk tsk~"

Cheng Fei opened the lunchbox and was greeted by a heart made of carrots on top of the rice, along with side dishes such as fried pork belly and lettuce, which looked very appealing.

He looked up at the girl, who tilted her head and returned his smile with the radiant glow of a married woman. Her bright eyes seemed to hold a pool of autumn water, overflowing with tender affection.

448. Nagasaki Asuna can do the splits.

Asuna Nagasaki sat beside him, resting her chin on her hands, watching Cheng Fei wrap carrots and rice in fried pork belly and put it in his mouth. She quickly asked, "How is it? Is it good?"

"Of course it's delicious." The boy nodded.

"That's good." The girl smiled with relief and picked up her bento box to eat.

When she was halfway through her meal, the girl's chopsticks were suddenly taken away, and then another pair of chopsticks were placed in her hand. The girl looked up, blinked blankly, and asked, "Huh?"

The boy ignored her and continued eating as if nothing had happened.

Nagasaki Asuna picked up a new pair of chopsticks, put them in her mouth, smiled, and smacked her lips before continuing to eat.

After filling her stomach, the girl put away her lunchbox, leaned her head on the boy's shoulder, and entrusted all her weight to him. Looking at the empty cement road outside the garage, which was scorched by the bright sunlight, she squinted and yawned, "I want to hear Cheng Fei play Canon."

"I'll play for you when there's a piano." The boy continued assembling the nimble hand on the table, fixing the lightweight, porous titanium alloy parts into place one by one.

"Okay~" Nagasaki Asuna replied in a sweet, drawn-out tone, twirling a strand of hair with her fingertips. She looked down at her tightly pressed legs, her white over-the-knee socks now uneven from the boy's movements, revealing even more of her snow-white skin. The girl said in a very soft voice, "Now...aren't you going to flick Nana?"

"We'll talk about it tonight, we have guests later." The boy pinched her cheek with his other hand.