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

"Of course I like it, Xuanqi. I love how obedient you are," the boy said softly.

A ripping sound rang out in the lavishly decorated, quiet room.

Lin Xuanqi's pupils contracted, and her hands felt helpless.

The boy grasped her anxious little hands, interlocked his fingers, and pressed them on the top of her head.

The girl stared intently at the boy's face, gradually losing herself in thought, her voice urgent, "Husband... I love you, I love you, do you love me?"

"Of course I love her, I love her to death." The boy calmly looked down at the swaying, mesmerized girl.

On a quiet Sunday night in Academy City, the tranquility is broken from time to time by speeding vehicles passing by on the empty overpass.

After a long while, Lin Xuanqi became weak, her chest heaving rapidly.

The boy dragged her along, as if she were a rag doll.

The girl opened her eyes and found the boy looking down at her, his fingers lightly touching her luscious red lips.

She blinked blankly, remaining motionless.

"Xuanqi, be good."

The boy's words seemed to possess a certain magic, making her unable to resist the urge to obey, as if doing so would grant her some kind of salvation.

Lin Xuanqi squinted and buried her head deeply, her gaze trembling, as if she were both humiliated and intoxicated.

After a moment, the girl glanced upwards and said, "Cheng Fei."

"What's wrong?" The boy watched as the flawless little face swayed gently with the drawing circles, his focused expression like that of someone admiring a perfect work of art.

"After you saved Xiaoshuang, um, did you give her CPR?" The girl's proud eyes met his, her brows furrowed slightly, a hint of worry in her expression.

"She just choked on some water, she doesn't need artificial respiration," the boy said softly.

"Really?"

"If you don't believe me, go back and ask her, 'What, Xuanqi, are you jealous?'"

"Cheng Fei, I'm warning you..."

The girl's feigned sternness abruptly ended. First, her eyes widened unexpectedly, welling with tears, then she became fierce, as if she had given up entirely.

On the 36th floor of a high-end apartment building on Guang'an Street, Nagasaki Asuna was cleaning the living room with a vacuum cleaner. The whooshing sound of the vacuum cleaner was inexplicably irritating. Suddenly, the vacuum cleaner got stuck on the carpet and made a strange noise.

The door opened, and a cool, aloof girl with long, dark hair walked out of the bedroom, her brows slightly furrowed. "You vixen, please stop sucking me up at night, it's too noisy."

"Cheng Fei should have gotten off the plane by now. Is he coming back or not? Did he go to Lin's place again?" Nagasaki Asuna tilted her head nonchalantly.

Shen Xi narrowed her eyes, her brows furrowing even more.

Nagasaki Asuna turned off the vacuum cleaner, and the air became quiet.

"Xuanqi, where did you learn this trick?" Cheng Fei asked with a serious expression.

"Hehe, how's it going online?" Lin Xuanqi stared at him, revealing a malicious smile.

"Xuanqi, you are the heir of the Lin family, a young lady of great wealth. How can you learn such nonsense?" the boy said worriedly.

502. Lin Xuanqi was abused by Cheng Fei.

"Cheng Fei, don't think you're the only one who can mess with me. If you ever dare to press my head down too hard again, I'll kill you like this and see if you can take it!" Lin Xuanqi had a kind of charming smugness between her eyebrows.

“You…” Cheng Fei’s expression was complicated, as if he was really afraid of her. Then he shook his head and said, “Never mind, whatever makes you happy. I’ll go back now.”

"Heh, scared? Looks like you're nothing special. I can't handle you with just a little effort." The girl's lips curled into a disdainful smile.

"Xuanqi, I think you're tired of living." The boy, who had only taken a few steps, turned back and grabbed her wrist.

"What else do you want?" The girl's expression changed, and she struggled to break free, her tone stern. "Go back and rest! It's a week-long school trip. How long do you want to play without me playing with you?"

"Xuanqi, so you were in such a hurry to get rid of me because you were afraid there were still seven days left?" The boy grabbed her like a little chick, making her unable to move.

"Cheng Fei, let go! Don't you have any respect for me anymore? If you keep this up, I might turn on you one day!" the girl said sternly.

"I'm your husband, how can you turn your back on him? Xuanqi, be good, listen to me, I won't hurt you. I'll play with you for a while before I leave, won't you miss me?" The young man gently stroked her head, his fingers running through her smooth, long black hair, gripping it tightly. His whispers in her ear seemed to have a fatal magic.

The girl felt a chill run down her spine as she stared blankly at the boy so close to her. Her eyes narrowed, and she tiptoed to wrap herself around him, her voice becoming alluring, "Husband, how do you know everything? What do you want now?"

"Xuanqi, can you do a standing split?"

"Me? How could I? I've never practiced dancing."

"Then I'll help you practice."

"Cheng Fei, what are you doing? I really don't know how, don't do anything rash!" The girl suddenly had a bad feeling, and her eyes darted around in panic.

"Don't be afraid, I'll help you up."

"No, I can't get on, ouch... Let go right now! Do you hear me?!" The girl felt the pain, and a genuine anger appeared between her brows.

"Xuanqi, I always put up with you pinching my waist, but can't you put up with it now?"

"I'll tolerate it, my foot! It really hurts!" the girl gasped.

"Just stay still, you'll get used to it."

"Cheng Fei! You give me..."

The girl's barely contained anger suddenly subsided and disappeared.

……

The boy carried the broken, doll-like girl to wash up, changed her into pajamas, put her on the bed, covered her with a blanket, and held her charming little face, which could be both angry and happy, for a long time before letting go.

"Cheng Fei, do you really want to kill me?" Lin Xuanqi lay there looking at him, like a weak and powerless patient, without even the strength to be angry.

"Xuanqi, why don't I stay and keep you company?" The young man gently stroked her cheek, his affection genuine.

"Keep me company my foot! Get out of here! I feel like I'm falling apart. If you don't leave, I'm afraid I won't survive the night." The girl squinted and took a breath.

"Don't mention it, Xuanqi. Haven't you always had a pretty strong tolerance?"

"So you're going to abuse me like this, is that it?" The girl glared at him with feigned hatred.

"You don't like it?"

The girl remained silent, her gaze wandering. "It hurts so much."

"Isn't it good to feel pain occasionally? I like you like that."

"You!" The girl frowned, sighed, and raised her chin. "I really owe you something. Come here."

The boy leaned down and moved closer.

The girl hooked her arm around the boy's neck, and when he was completely relaxed and intoxicated by the fragrance, she pinched his waist hard.

The boy's eyes widened.

The girl wouldn't let go of him, and while offering herself to him, she tightened her grip even more.

The two remained locked in a stalemate for ten minutes, which ended when Lin Xuanqi had difficulty breathing.

"Xuanqi, are you trying to murder your husband?" The boy clutched his waist and grimaced.

The girl, panting, smiled victoriously. "Heh, isn't it good to feel pain once in a while? Okay, Cheng Fei, if you can take it, so can I. Let's see who can outplay whom."

The boy stared at her in a daze, then smiled. "Alright, I like your temper. Let's continue tomorrow."

The girl's smile vanished in an instant. "Continue my foot! My legs are about to break! Don't you feel sorry for me?"

"Just kidding, we'll continue when you're better." The young man gently stroked her head.

"Cheng Fei, come here and say you love me." The girl tugged at the boy's arm.

"I love you." The boy leaned close to her ear, his hand climbing up her slender, swan-like neck and slowly tightening his grip.

"Honey~ I love you too." The girl's voice had a morbid excitement as she pecked the boy.

The boy responded to her, "Then I'll go back now, goodnight."

"Okay, goodnight~"

Lin Xuanqi lay motionless, watching the boy's back disappear. She stared blankly at the door for a long time, then put her hand on her forehead and let out a heavy sigh of relief. Looking at the ceiling, she felt the ligaments throbbing slightly, and a smile of enjoyment appeared on her lips.

……

Not long ago, I arrived at Palamera in South Bay from the airport. It was like a silver snake that flashed across the viaduct and returned to Guang'an Street.

Cheng Fei parked the car, put his hands in his pockets, and went to the intersection bakery that was still open at night. He bought tiramisu and matcha rolls, headed to the familiar upscale apartment building, and pressed the button for the 36th floor elevator.

Upon opening the door, small black uniform shoes and white sneakers stand in stark contrast on either side of the quiet entryway.

As soon as the boy entered the living room, Nagasaki Asuna appeared with light steps. The long-haired, coffee-colored girl, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and hot pants, stood with her hands behind her back and her legs together, tilting her head and revealing her signature gentle smile, "Cheng Fei, welcome home~"

"Here, this is for you." The boy handed her the matcha roll.

"Eh? Thank you~" Nagasaki Asuna took the box, blinked, and smiled even more happily.

"How long has she been showering?" The boy turned his head to look at the bathroom, heard the sound of running water, and gently stroked the slightly chubby, fair cheeks of the sweet girl in front of him.

"Just a few minutes in? Mmm..." The girl blinked her clear eyes and nuzzled against him affectionately like a cat. Before she could finish speaking, her face was pinched and blocked. She tensed up, her little hands frozen in mid-air with nowhere to go. Then she tried to stand on tiptoe and offered her sweet scent as obediently as possible.

When the bathroom door opened, a cool, aloof girl with long, ink-black hair still damp with moisture walked out in her loungewear.

"Good evening, Ms. Shen." Cheng Fei smiled at her, leaning against the corridor.

Asuna Nagasaki sat at the dining table, happily eating a matcha roll with a fork, her legs dangling under the table.

Shen Xi's delicate and beautiful face remained expressionless, as if she couldn't hear or see the boy in front of her, and she turned and walked towards the bedroom.

Cheng Fei stepped in front of her, his tone becoming more serious, "Teacher Shen, I want to say good evening to you."

Shen Xi stopped in her tracks, lowered her eyes, remained silent for a second, and said coldly, "Isn't this some scumbag who ran off to fool around with other girls without a word and disappeared for a whole week? As worthless, unrecyclable trash, please just disappear from this world and stop blocking the way."

503. Shen Xi had saved up for a week.

“Teacher Shen, the first thing you said to me after not seeing me for so long was neither a good evening nor a welcome home. Don’t you think it’s too cold of you to scold me like this? I came back from a long journey and still remembered to buy you tiramisu.” Cheng Fei approached Shen Xi, took out the item, and looked into her pure, dark eyes.

The girl took a half-step back uncomfortably, glanced down at the cake, then looked up, her brows furrowed, and met his gaze. "I don't want to respond to this insincere, perfunctory greeting. 'Welcome home' is absurd. Get this straight, this isn't your home. You shameless scoundrel who breaks into the homes of high school girls living alone without permission all the time. Besides, the saying 'there's no such thing as a free lunch' has been proven true countless times by you, you despicable person. The only thing I truly admire is your courage to persist in doing something wrong and confess without being asked."

"That's a relief. My little darling still has such a sharp tongue." The boy breathed a sigh of relief, looking quite serious. "So, are we going to eat the tiramisu or not?"

The girl kicked him. "Trash, please answer my question directly. What shady, underhanded things did you do while you were out fooling around this time?"

"Can we talk about it at the regular meeting later? This situation is very complicated. I almost died out there, but we also made a major discovery about Avalanche Corporation." The boy said seriously.

The girl stared at him silently for a second, then narrowed her eyes. "What's going on?"

"Did you feel heartbroken when I told you I almost died? Did the thought of never coming back make you feel heavy-hearted? Shen Xi, I knew you valued me more than anything." The boy stared at her small face, suddenly feeling smug.

The girl shivered as if she had caught a chill, covered her chest with her hands, took a step back, and looked disgusted. "Did Cheng Feiyu suffer some kind of mental trauma after going out? Her level of madness has increased so much compared to before."

"Shen Xi, so are you going to eat or not?" The boy shook the box in his hand, as if tempting a kitten or puppy.

"Sorry, I've already brushed my teeth." The girl glanced at it but didn't move.

"Then I'll eat it myself." The boy casually opened the box, picked up the included spoon, and scooped out a spoonful.

The girl watched his movements silently, a chill that seemed even more piercing than the iceberg that the Aurora had struck spread through her.

"When I tell you to eat, you have to talk about brushing your teeth again. When I eat, you stare at me with those eyes like a little animal being robbed of its food. You're so arrogant. Open your mouth, ah~" The boy looked helpless and handed her the spoon.

The girl remained motionless, glancing at the cake near her mouth, narrowing her eyes, her stubborn, delicate pink lips tightly closed.

"What's with that wary look on your face, like I'm going to feed you poison? Teacher Shen, have you been holding back your cuteness lately and it's overflowing? Or are you really like a little animal that you don't recognize me after not seeing me for so long?" The boy looked at her, his eyes full of doting. "Your Highness, hurry up, I command you to open your mouth. It's just a bite of tiramisu, please cooperate. I'm going to use my right to hug you later."

"Trash has no right to order me around, and don't spout ridiculous nonsense like the right to hug." The girl was annoyed. She kicked him first, then reluctantly opened her mouth slightly.

The boy put the spoon into her mouth, watching her inexplicably alluring little mouth close and sip the silky tiramisu.

"It's kind of cute that you were so stubborn but then obediently opened your mouth to eat. Here, you can do the rest yourself." The boy handed her the food.

After the girl took the box and spoon, the boy took the opportunity to lightly pat her head, only to be glared at in return.

"Um, Cheng Fei, ah~" A casual voice suddenly rang out.