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

"As we agreed before, there's no need for tutoring this afternoon. How would you like to go on a date, Master Ye?" The young man smiled as he gazed at the handsome face with its well-defined features.

"None of your business." The obedient girl's eyes darted around.

"It's a matter between two people, after all," the boy said, looking at her.

"Anyway, it's up to me to decide what you agree to, so shut up." The girl glared at him with a firm tone.

"Alright, then I'll shut up." The boy nodded reluctantly, then paused, "How about we at least go out for lunch together?"

"No, order takeout." The girl with pigtails spoke in a clear, crisp voice, without hesitation.

The boy paused for a second, then nodded. "Okay, what would you like to eat, Master Ye?"

"Don't make it too spicy, anything else is fine with me." After saying that, the girl added in a subtle tone, "And order me a milk tea too."

"Understood. How about some more snacks, like pineapple buns and glutinous rice balls?" The boy took out his phone, looking very dutiful.

The girl glanced at him, her eyes flickering, and her voice softened, "Whatever."

"I can eat whatever I want?" the boy asked in surprise.

"Don't stare at me, you pervert!" The girl noticed his gaze, gritted her teeth, stomped her foot, and at the same time covered her chest and pressed down on her skirt.

"Master Ye, you're not innocent anymore, sigh." The young man looked regretful as he focused on ordering takeout.

"It's all your fault! You're always saying these ridiculous things and flirting with me!" The obedient girl was even more annoyed.

"Yes, it's all my fault for hurting the innocent and lovely Master Ye. Master Ye, please calm down and eat the pomelo." The boy lowered his head and pushed the pomelo in front of her as if offering it as a sacrifice.

After a while, Cheng Fei's takeout arrived. Although it was called takeout, it was actually delivered by a nearby hotel. Along with it came snacks and milk tea that Ye Shuang had ordered. Cheng Fei ordered milk foam for both of their milk teas.

The milk foam was served individually; you had to open the lid and add it to your milk tea yourself. The girl with pigtails stared at the thick, creamy milk foam, which had a sweet and salty aroma. She glanced down at the over-the-knee socks that matched her legs perfectly and couldn't help but mutter, "Pervert..."

"Huh?" The boy next to me, who was enjoying stir-fried crab with scallions and ginger, looked up in confusion. "Why are you suddenly scolding me again?"

"I'll curse you if I want! You are one anyway, aren't you?" the girl with twin ponytails said bluntly.

800. Ye Shuang wanted to try.

The boy thought for a moment, but decided to continue eating his fried crab. "As long as Chef Ye is happy."

Halfway through the meal, Ye Shuang put down her chopsticks and looked at the boy, her expression becoming inscrutable. "Cheng Fei, there's something I want to ask you."

"I truly love Master Ye." The young man looked at her without hesitation.

"Stop grinning like that!" The girl raised an eyebrow.

"I'm sorry, Master Ye, please speak." The young man lowered his head honestly.

Ye Shuang's eyes flickered, and she remained silent for a moment. "You promised me that you wouldn't harm Miss physically. Have you forgotten?"

"What are you talking about?" the boy asked, biting into the crispy roasted pigeon.

"I...I saw it all that day..." The girl stammered, unsure of what to say.

"What do you see?" Cheng Fei asked, scrutinizing her.

"...You know it in your heart!" The girl looked even more flustered and lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

"What do I know? Did you see me hit her with an iron rod or burn her with a cigarette butt?" The boy was even more confused.

Ye Shuang opened her mouth, took a deep breath, raised her head, and said seriously, "You pinned Miss against the wall and...did that kind of thing to her!"

For a moment, the air in the rented room fell silent at noon, with only the sound of the air conditioner trying to deliver cool air.

Cheng Fei hesitated, then pursed his lips and fell silent.

"Miss doesn't exercise much, so she can't do those kinds of movements at all. Last time when she went to the hospital for a checkup, I asked her how she got hurt, and she lied and said she accidentally twisted her ankle. You're just taking this opportunity to get revenge on Miss. Don't think I can't see through you!" The girl with pigtails stared intently at the boy, her eyes slightly red like an angry little rabbit. It was hard to tell whether she felt sorry for Lin Xuanqi or was indignant on her behalf.

Cheng Fei remained silent.

"What other excuses do you want to come up with?!" Ye Shuang's little fist hardened.

“Master Ye…” The young man rubbed his mouth, carefully choosing his words, “We don’t usually call this kind of thing harm. Although I admit there was a little bit of revenge involved, she did it voluntarily. You can ask her when you get back if you don’t believe me.”

The obedient girl's pupils contracted slightly, her gaze became unfocused, and her imposing manner immediately weakened. "How could I possibly ask Miss about such a thing..."

"Actually, Master Ye will know once he experiences it himself. It will definitely be very easy for you," the young man said seriously.

Ye Shuang felt as if she had been pricked by a needle, and glared at him fiercely, "Don't talk nonsense! I would rather die than do that kind of thing with you!"

"You really wouldn't do it even if it meant death? You never imagined that dating someone would turn out like Xuanqi's?" The boy observed her carefully.

The obedient girl hurriedly lowered her head to avoid eye contact, her voice trembling with tears, "Scumbag! I'm asking you a question, don't take this opportunity to say all sorts of nonsense!"

"Alright, I won't ask anymore. In short, that kind of thing definitely doesn't count as harm. Please make sure Master Ye understands this clearly, and don't misunderstand. I'm a person who keeps my promises." After saying this, the young man continued to enjoy his roast pigeon with a nonchalant air, no longer looking at her.

Ye Shuang twisted her fingers together, her eyes flashing wildly, and her ears began to burn. Because of her pigtails, her sideburns couldn't hide the astonishing heat. Realizing this, the girl became even more flustered. She quickly glanced at the boy next to her out of the corner of her eye, and only felt a little relieved after confirming that he wasn't staring at her.

After filling his stomach, Cheng Fei packed everything into a bag, leaving only the pineapple buns, glutinous rice balls, and milk tea. He clapped his hands and looked at the girl, "Master Ye, what are your plans next? Where are you going on your date?"

"I'm not going anywhere, don't bother me." The well-behaved girl, now calmer, glanced at him, and under the boy's questioning gaze, she took a comic book out of her bag, walked to his single bed, and glared at him fiercely. "From now on, you're not allowed to talk to me. Do your own thing!"

"Didn't we agree to go on a date?" the boy asked in surprise.

"You said you'd do whatever makes you happy, so now I'm going to read comics, you have a problem with that?!" The girl's tone left no room for negotiation.

"No." The boy stared at her for a moment, then had no choice but to comply.

So the girl sat on the edge of the bed, first glancing at him warily out of the corner of her eye to make sure he got up to throw away the trash, then, as if she were in her own bedroom, she leaned back on the bed and opened a comic book to read.

"Master Ye, lying on your side while reading can cause astigmatism," came the boy's nonchalant voice.

The girl looked up at him sharply, as if pricked by a needle, and shouted, "I told you not to talk to me!"

"I just care about you." The boy raised his hands in surrender.

"Don't you dare try to take advantage of me, or don't blame me for beating you up!" The girl became even fiercer, slightly curling her legs and gently smoothing the back of her skirt to prevent any accidental exposure.

"I'm scared." The boy sat down obediently at the desk and continued his work.

The air in the rented room became quiet.

A moment later, Ye Shuang looked up to confirm that the boy had his back to her, then turned over and lay on her back, holding the comic book above her head with both hands, her slender legs dangling over the edge of the bed.

On a sweltering summer afternoon, the two sat on opposite sides of the air-conditioned room, time ticking by.

At a certain moment, the girl on the bed chuckled as she flipped through her comic book, letting out a clear, bell-like laugh. She quickly regained her composure, tensed for a moment, and then, after confirming that the boy on the other side wasn't paying attention to her, continued to immerse herself in the comic book, a smile unconsciously playing on her lips.

"Master Ye, what is this book about?" The boy's nonchalant voice rang in her ears.

Ye Shuang turned her head and was surprised to find that the boy was lying next to her, staring at the comic book she was holding in the air.

"When did you get here?!" The obedient girl panicked and quickly hugged the comic book to her arms.

"When you laughed just now, you were curious about what comic was so interesting that it could make my aloof Master Ye laugh." The boy rubbed his chin, looking like he was about to investigate.

"This comic has nothing to do with you, don't come any closer!" The girl hugged the comic even tighter, shrinking back to create distance between herself and him.

"Can't we watch it together?" The boy gazed into her dark eyes.

"No!" The girl panicked even more, lowered her head, her eyes reddened and her gaze darted away, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

"They used to let me watch with them, but now they won't. That's strange." The boy rubbed his chin, looking genuinely puzzled.

"It's because I let you read comics with me before that things turned out like this... so I'll never read comics with you again!" The obedient girl looked regretful, raising her voice as if trying to strengthen her resolve.

"Master Ye, do you really like setting up flags?" the boy asked helplessly.

"Stop nagging!" she said hostilely.

"Sigh, fine, if you won't let me see it, then so be it." The boy shook his head in disappointment, got up and left.

Ye Shuang stared at his retreating figure, opened her mouth, then bit her lip and hugged the comic book tightly.

Cheng Fei took two steps toward the desk, then turned back with lightning speed, appearing above the girl this time, his hands supporting her head on either side to prevent her from escaping.

"You scumbag! What are you doing?" The girl with pigtails hugged the comic book tightly, looking left and right, her expression turning panicked in an instant.

"Isn't this the comic Master Ye was just looking at?" The boy slowly leaned down, bringing the two of them so close that they could clearly smell her unique, faint fragrance.

"I don't understand what you're saying, don't come any closer!" The girl stared at him, then froze, her small body curling up, her eyes reddening even more, like a little rabbit cornered by its natural enemy.

"How about Master Ye closes his eyes now?" the young man asked casually.

"You scumbag, what do you want? You promised you wouldn't bully me!" The girl panicked even more, her voice becoming muffled and choked with sobs. Her red eyes glared at him but couldn't help but look away, on the verge of tears.

"Master Ye, you were quite engrossed in watching just now, don't you want to try it yourself? If you don't mind, close your eyes, I'll be very gentle." The young man gazed intently at her.

"The person I hate the most is you...! You scumbag! Don't come any closer, I, I don't want to..." The obedient girl's voice was weak and lacked confidence. Her pitiful appearance made it hard to imagine that she could easily defeat dozens of big men.

The girl, desperately turning her face away, spoke while glancing at the boy out of the corner of her eye. Her eyes flickered, her slender neck twitched as she swallowed hard, biting her delicate pink lips, her trembling eyelids slowly drooping.

Cheng Fei looked down at the twin-tailed girl who was huddled up in a ball, hugging the comic book tightly. She was motionless with her eyes slightly closed, as if she had been frightened into unconsciousness. He remained silent for a second.

"Although I'd love to try kissing Master Ye like in the comics, it's okay if you don't want to. After all, I promised I wouldn't force you." The boy said in a relaxed tone, then suddenly ruffled her hair, left her, and went back to his desk.

Ye Shuang kept her eyes closed and waited for a moment without noticing any reaction. She cautiously opened her eyes and found that the boy had returned to his original position with his back to her.

The girl blinked her moist eyes, her slender hand clutching her chest tightly, where her rapidly beating heart seemed about to burst out.

The girl lay in place, her eyes flickering, and remained silent for a long time.

After a while, Cheng Fei put away the things on the table and left the bedroom without saying a word.

Ye Shuang was reading a comic book while lying on her side. After a while, she put down the comic book and looked up.

I don't know why, but the comic that I initially found ambiguous and interesting interactions between the male and female protagonists suddenly became boring.

It's all that scumbag's fault...

Trying every possible way to flirt with her...

After waiting for a while and finding that the boy still showed no sign of returning, the obedient girl thought for a moment, then put the half-read comic book with a bookmark in her bag, opened the door, and walked out of the bedroom.

What on earth did you go to do...?

The boy was sitting on the sofa, eating a pineapple bun and watching TV. It was a Japanese drama playing, and there were no subtitles.

When Ye Shuang came up to him without saying a word, the boy seemed not to see her, still focused on watching the drama, occasionally taking a bite of the soft and sweet pineapple bun.

The obedient girl quietly sat down next to him, keeping a half-body distance, and looked at the screen with him.

"Master Ye, when did you arrive?" Cheng Fei suddenly turned his head, revealing a genuine surprise.

"You scumbag, what are you looking at?" Ye Shuang glanced at him, her eyes filled with a chilling light.

"Escaping may be shameful, but it's useful. I've been learning Japanese recently to practice my listening skills," the boy said earnestly.

"What was it about?" The girl tried to think, feeling like she had heard it before but couldn't quite place it.

"A romantic comedy, I guess?" the boy said casually, handing her a half-eaten pineapple bun. "Want some?"

"I don't want to!" The girl's heart tightened instinctively.

"Never mind if you don't want it, this is yours." The boy took a bite after saying that, and when he saw that she had a subtle expression of wanting to say something but not quite, he added, "I saw that you didn't like it, so I ate it for you."

"You rascal..." The obedient girl lowered her head, looking at her perfectly closed "absolute territory," her small hands twisting together, her eyes darting around.

"Why are you being a hooligan again?" The boy looked confused, his attention still on the television.

Ye Shuang didn't explain, and also looked at the TV. Her Japanese was pretty good, so she could understand it perfectly well.

So, on a sunny summer afternoon, for some reason, the two of them started sitting together watching a show.

Cheng Fei finished the pineapple bun and then ate glutinous rice balls right under Ye Shuang's nose. The obedient girl glanced at the snow-white and soft desserts and then at her over-the-knee socks, and suddenly got up and left.

A moment later, she returned with her unfinished milk tea and continued to sit side by side with the boy, watching the show while biting her straw. This time, the distance between them had quietly decreased considerably, to about a quarter of a body length, almost touching.

The petite, well-behaved girl glanced at the boy next to her out of the corner of her eye and realized that he was just watching a show and had no intention of paying attention to her at all.

"Cheng Fei..." the girl said softly, biting her lip, her voice clear and crisp.

"Huh?" The boy didn't even turn his head.

"I..." She put down her milk tea, clenched her small hands together, swallowed hard, and struggled with her inner conflict, feeling her heart beating faster and faster. "...I want to try."

"Try it? What?" The boy looked at her, his face full of suspicion.

"You're still pretending! You know perfectly well... you scumbag!" The innocent girl glared at him with red eyes, her tone neither resentful nor tearful.

"Could it be a kiss?" The boy looked at her beautiful face with its distinctive features and stroked his chin.