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

The sailor uniform's white top clung tightly to the skin after being wet, and subtly became transparent, revealing glimpses of something resembling a pineapple bun.

Ye Shuang's pupils contracted, and she instinctively covered her chest with her hands, glaring at the boy opposite her, her voice trembling, "You're still looking?!"

"Excuse me." The boy's expression hardened, and he looked away.

"You're not allowed to look at my legs either!" the girl stomped her foot angrily.

The texture of the wet white over-the-knee socks was also quite unpleasant.

"Okay." The boy turned his head away completely.

"It's all your fault! Hurry up and get me a towel!" The girl shoved him hard.

Cheng Fei snapped out of his daze and hurriedly went to the bathroom to get the items. He handed one to Ye Shuang and used one to dry his hair himself. He felt wronged. "Master Ye, you can't blame me for this. I'm also very desperate about what happened."

"It's all because you lied to me that I'm getting my comeuppance! Who else is to blame but you?" The girl gritted her teeth, speaking with an air of self-righteousness.

"There's such a saying?" The boy was shocked.

Ye Shuang untied her hair tie and dried her hair and neck. Looking at her soaked clothes, she bit her lip. "My clothes are all wet. What do I do now?"

"It's okay, I'm the same," the boy tried to comfort her.

"I'm asking you what to do?!" The girl stood with one arm across her chest, clearly annoyed.

"Master Ye, don't worry, I actually thought of that just now." Cheng Fei squatted down and searched through the clothes that had been salvaged.

Soon, the boy found a set of Sakura school uniform for girls and handed it to her.

"Whose is this?" Ye Shuang asked suspiciously, guessing between Shen Xi and Nagasaki Asuna.

“Xuanqi’s.” Cheng Fei said calmly.

"How come you have a lady's clothes?!"

"She lost it last time, Master Ye, why are you so agitated?"

"How am I supposed to dress, Miss?!" The girl was inexplicably flustered.

"Then I'll have to wear mine, if you don't mind." The boy pretended to continue rummaging through the clothes.

"Forget it!" Ye Shuang stopped him, her eyes flickered, and her voice became softer, "I'll wear this instead, but please don't tell Miss."

"Don't worry, how could I tell her that she can just wear it and throw it away?" The boy shrugged.

"Then I'm going to change my clothes." Ye Shuang carried her things and quickly walked towards the bathroom.

After a while, the well-behaved girl reappeared wearing Lin Xuanqi's Yinghua school uniform. Her soft, black hair, still damp with moisture, was draped over her shoulders, exuding a gentle and refined air. At first glance, she seemed like a completely different person.

"Who are you, beautiful lady?" Cheng Fei asked, scrutinizing her with a serious expression.

"You wouldn't recognize me if I didn't tie my hair up, would you?!" Ye Shuang's eyebrows furrowed, her expression subtly annoyed.

"Just kidding." The boy chuckled, then rubbed his chin and looked at himself again, nodding. "It's alright, it fits better than I imagined."

The girl covered her chest with both hands, even more annoyed, "What do you mean?!"

"Master Ye, speaking of pantyhose, did Mingming give them to you?" Cheng Fei looked down at her straight and slender legs under her school uniform skirt. There were neither white over-the-knee socks nor black pantyhose, and the exposed skin was fair and delicate.

"How could I possibly wear a prostitute's clothes...?!" Ye Shuang glared at him fiercely.

"Fine, if you don't want to wear it, I'm going to change. It's so uncomfortable being wet." The boy casually pulled out two pieces of clothing.

The girl watched his retreating figure disappear, then lowered her head and tugged at her shirt, feeling that the front part was slightly looser.

Yinghua's clothes are all custom-made.

The girl bit her lip lightly, her eyes flashing, "Scumbag..."

After a while, Cheng Fei returned dressed in dry and loose clothing. He saw Ye Shuang sitting quietly on the sofa eating instant noodles, so he sat down next to her and picked up his own portion.

After all that fuss, the food on the coffee table was a bit cold, but it was still edible.

Bathed in the dim candlelight, the atmosphere in the living room was tranquil and peaceful, if one ignored the raging weather outside.

Ye Shuang picked up her instant noodles, took a sip of the soup, and stared thoughtfully at a certain spot. "Cheng Fei."

"Huh?" The boy turned his head to look at her.

"How are we going to sleep tonight?" The girl's subtle expression was hard to decipher, whether it was worry or something else.

Cheng Fei looked around.

The blankets on the bed in the bedroom had been soaked when the window was broken, but he managed to grab a spare blanket from the closet in time.

The problem now is that the two of them not only don't have enough blankets, but they don't even have a bed.

Ye Shuang was clearly aware of the situation, staring intently at the boy with a slight pursing of her lips.

The air in the living room fell into a deathly silence.

“I can sleep on the floor,” Cheng Fei said decisively.

"Then you can sleep on the floor." The girl turned her face away, seemingly displeased.

"Why don't you sleep on the floor?" the boy asked, looking at her tentatively.

Ye Shuang abruptly turned her head to stare at him.

"Never mind what I said," the boy quickly shook his head.

"Anyway, it's all your own fault. If you hadn't lied to me, I wouldn't have had nowhere to sleep if I stayed." The girl pouted.

"That's true," Cheng Fei sighed, suspecting that it was three strokes of luck at work again.

The ancients said, "Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?" Does that mean he was truly destined for misfortune?

Thinking about it carefully, Ye Shuang's luck only amounted to four points. The combined luck of the two of them was only equal to that of Shen Xi. The inequality in the world is truly saddening.

After the two had filled their stomachs, it was already evening.

In the seemingly endless storm, the outside world was pitch black, with only the faint light of a candle on the coffee table illuminating the space.

The two leaned against each other on the sofa, bored out of their minds.

"Master Ye, why do you like pigtails?" Cheng Fei asked casually.

"What's it to you?" Ye Shuang glanced at him.

"I was just curious. Of course, I didn't mean anything bad. It's nice that she's well-behaved and cute."

"I just like it." The girl's tone was unfriendly.

"Okay, but I think you look cute with your hair down too," the boy said again.

"I won't change your hairstyle, don't even think about it." The girl tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"That's not what I meant."

"You just like girls with their hair down, don't think I can't tell." The girl said irritably.

"How did you figure that out?" Cheng Fei asked in surprise.

"Shen Xi and Nana are, and so is Miss." The girl said indifferently.

"Uh, forget about Xuanqi. Actually, when I go on dates with Nana, I often have her wear pigtails, and I'm the one who makes her wear white over-the-knee socks."

"..." Ye Shuang was startled, her expression becoming wary as she looked at him, and she moved to create distance between herself and him.

"Did you learn this from Shen Xi?" Cheng Fei asked, looking at her serious reaction.

"You scumbag, don't think I'll do anything just because you say things like that." The girl said coldly.

"I'm just stating the facts. Actually, I thought Master Ye's outfit was quite cute at first glance." The young man shrugged with a frank expression.

"Which girl don't you find cute..." Ye Shuang turned her face away.

"Not at all. Besides, even if we take a step back, in my heart, Master Ye's cuteness is absolutely unique." The boy said seriously.

"Don't give me that." The obedient girl glared at him, her expression soft and utterly threatening.

"To be honest, Master Ye would be even more perfect, especially if he could smile." The young man sighed as he looked at the ceiling.

Ye Shuang said coldly, "If you're willing to treat Miss well, I can smile at you every day."

Cheng Fei rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, "Master Ye, if that's really the case, wouldn't you have to be with me behind Xuanqi's back? You have such a strong sense of infidelity, no wonder you can be friends with Nana."

"I just want Miss to be happy, I'm willing to sacrifice myself." As she finished speaking, the girl's voice trailed off as she looked down at her legs, which were pressed together, her small hands twisting together.

"Was it really a sacrifice?" Cheng Fei asked with great interest.

"Stop being so narcissistic, or I'll get angry!" Ye Shuang glared at him as if she'd been pricked by a needle.

"Never mind what I said." The boy raised his hands in surrender.

Just then, a loud crash came from outside, as if something had been destroyed by the strong wind. The two of them immediately became alert and looked away only after confirming that it was somewhere else.

Ye Shuang put her feet on the sofa, hugged her knees, and yawned slightly.

"Is Master Ye sleepy?" Cheng Fei observed her profile. In the orange candlelight, the girl, who was curled up in a ball, looked petite and soft. Her beautiful face, which exuded the temperament of a well-bred lady, made it hard to imagine that she was actually terrifyingly strong.

"A little." The obedient girl rubbed her eyes, raised her chin, and glared at him, annoyed. "Don't stare at me."

“But Master Ye is very cute.” The boy remained unmoved, instead keeping their eyes locked, and silently moved closer to her.

"You scumbag, don't come any closer." Ye Shuang hurriedly turned her face away in fear, but couldn't help glancing at the other person out of the corner of her eye. Noticing that the distance between them was getting closer, she used her small hand to touch the other person's shoulder.

However, those small hands, which could tear the air and make a shriek when they punched with all their might, were now even weaker than Shen Xi's. They tried desperately to push outwards, but couldn't separate the two even an inch.

"You're not allowed to bully me...!" The girl seemed to sense something, and her clear voice became trembling and strained.

Cheng Fei gazed at the beautiful face so close to his own, and could smell the faint fragrance emanating from her hair.

Ye Shuang avoided his gaze, biting her pink lips tightly, her small face filled with unease.

The boy slowly reached out and brushed aside her soft sideburns, his palm covering the girl's smooth, jade-like cheek.

Ye Shuang involuntarily took a deep breath, her pupils contracted, and her expression became frightened. She buried her head and didn't look at him. The girl curled up tightly, and blood stained her face and ears at a visible speed.

Cheng Fei gently guided her to raise her head. Looking into her dark eyes, which were like those of a frightened little rabbit, and she didn't even dare to blink, he couldn't help but smile. "My Master Ye is too naive?"

The obedient girl's eyes reddened slightly, on the verge of tears, her voice trembling with sobs, "You said you wouldn't force me..."

The boy pressed his forehead against hers, bringing them so close that they could clearly feel each other's warm breath, and said softly with a sense of openness, "Ye Shuang, I like you."

The girl trembled and opened her eyes wide.

"I didn't mean to force you. If Master Ye doesn't want to, then that's fine." The young man smiled, keeping his face close to hers.

Ye Shuang's eyes welled up with tears, and she shook her head vigorously, a resolute look in her eyes. "If I were to wrong Miss now, I would never forgive myself, even if it meant my death..."

"Is it really that serious?" The boy stepped back slightly and examined her seriously.

"I don't understand why we've become like this..." The girl sobbed, and crystal tears slid down her cheeks.

"Even if you don't want to, you don't have to cry, do you? You little crybaby." The boy chuckled and wiped away her tears.

"I'm not a crybaby...!" The girl turned her face away, pursed her lips, and tried hard to hold back her tears, looking defiant.

The young man cupped her beautiful face, which seemed to express both anger and joy, and leaned close to her again, whispering, "Ye Shuang, don't worry, I won't force you. We have plenty of time. I just want you to think carefully about how much longer we want this to continue."

He paused, sighed softly, and smiled helplessly, "You and Shen Xi are really alike. You have no idea how to take the initiative. You have to be pushed three times before you take a step."

"Don't compare me to Shen Xi!" The girl glared at him with weak, listless eyes, sniffed, and said in a muffled voice, "Are you just treating me as a substitute for her...?"

"How could that be? It's just that sometimes, sometimes you do look a lot like Xuanqi." Cheng Fei cupped her face and gently rubbed it.

"So you just used me as a substitute for the prostitute..." The obedient girl's eyes flashed with grievance.

“That’s not what I meant. Master Ye is no substitute for anyone. Master Ye’s cuteness is unique.” The boy couldn’t help but laugh.

"You're still grinning like that, talking about being unique. You're just making excuses and trying to fool me..." The obedient girl felt even more wronged, and the tears she had just held back began to well up in her eyes again.

“There’s no pretense. Master Ye is very righteous and responsible. He’s obviously a great fighter, but he never lays a hand on anyone. He seems cold on the surface, but he’s actually very innocent inside. He’s very serious when carrying out missions, but he often slacks off in private. That’s what makes him so uniquely adorable.” The young man gently stroked her head and said slowly.

759. Ye Shuang wants Cheng Fei to compensate her.

"When have I ever slacked off..." The girl hurriedly lowered her head, her eyes darting around, her ears burning hot as they were hidden in her hair.

"It's getting late, go to sleep if you're tired."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy suddenly got up and left in front of her.