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

"I didn't say I disliked you." The girl took a deep breath and turned her face away from him.

"So that's possible?" the boy asked, peering over his shoulder.

"But it's also disgusting, don't even dream about it." The girl glared at him without hesitation.

"Okay." The boy stepped back immediately, picked up his pen as if nothing had happened, and went about his own business.

The girl glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, her eyes flickered, and then kicked him lightly, saying, "Trash."

"What's wrong with Teacher Shen now?" the boy asked, turning his head.

The girl paused for a second, staring at the wall as she spoke, "If I have the chance in the future, it's not impossible to be like a fox spirit, but as for your strange methods, forget it."

Does the so-called "opportunity" mean developing to the level of Nagasaki Asuna? Do you really want to climb to the top?

The boy silently mourned in his heart, "Teacher Shen, first of all, I want to emphasize that it is definitely not a strange way. If Teacher Shen did it, it would be just as cute."

The girl looked at him, her face a mixture of disgust and doubt. "Are you serious?"

"Thank you sincerely. I know that Teacher Shen is a child who is both insecure and arrogant, and is secretly worried about this issue. But there's really no need to belittle yourself. In my eyes, Teacher Shen is adorable no matter what she does." The boy said in a casual tone while writing furiously.

The girl narrowed her eyes at him, then turned her face away and tossed her hair. "Heh, here comes your sweet talk again. You say nice things, but who knows what you're really thinking?"

"Not at all. I've said before that Teacher Shen and Nana are different types. Even if Teacher Shen stays like this a trillion years from now, I'll still find it adorable." The boy continued to nod.

"What did you say?" The girl's pupils contracted, and a chilling aura quietly emerged.

The boy's expression stiffened, and he quickly shook his head. "It's nothing. Teacher Shen is only seventeen years old. She will definitely continue to develop. I was being presumptuous."

"You hypocritical trash." The girl glared at him, picked up her book, and the chill in her eyes dissipated. "Fine, let's leave this topic at that."

Then the air between the two fell silent, with only the soft scratching of Cheng Fei's pen against the paper.

After a moment, the girl spoke in a cold voice, "So why is Cheng Feiyu having a solo club activity today?"

"To put it bluntly, Lin Xuanqi is trying to seduce me again." The boy smacked his lips. "I thought Teacher Shen would be willing to accompany me in this situation, so I decided to give it a try."

"Ha, this is Cheng Feiyu's pitifully low self-control." The girl looked at the book with disdain.

"Not at all. If Teacher Shen doesn't agree, I can just go home. But if possible, I would still like to see Teacher Shen." The boy said casually.

"You always have the best words, but you just go home and find a vixen, right?" The girl became even colder.

"Even if it came to that, I would still go to Nana before, but I would still go to Teacher Shen now." The boy said without any guilt.

"Before you try to fool me, you should consider whether a vixen would jump off the balcony if she heard something like that," the girl scoffed.

"First of all, I didn't lie. Secondly, I did go to see Teacher Shen this time, but I'll go to her next time. My current plan is to alternate between the two of them." The boy nodded to himself.

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Xi gritted her teeth and kicked him, glaring at him without saying a word.

"Teacher Shen?" The boy looked wronged.

"Trash, you're becoming less and less discreet." The girl glared at him.

"Teacher Shen, I love you very much, but I also love Nana. I don't want to let either of you down." The boy sighed with a sense of openness.

"Shameless Cheng Feiyu." The girl turned her face away and gritted her teeth, as if she wanted to chew him to pieces.

"Don't be angry, Teacher Shen. I'll treat you to tiramisu later."

"I don't want to eat." The girl remained unmoved.

"How about a caramel macchiato?"

"I don't want to drink either."

"What should I do?"

"Think for yourself." The girl read her book with an indifferent expression.

The boy became distressed, as if he had encountered some kind of problem.

The girl observed him out of the corner of her eye, and a slight smile appeared on her lips when he couldn't see it, then vanished quietly.

After a moment of silence, the sound of the steel tube chair being moved suddenly broke the silence.

Cheng Fei turned his head and found that Shen Xi was a little closer to him. The cool girl was holding a book, and her snow-white, slender art pieces were stretched out from under her skirt. From her rounded knees to her small ankles and delicate uniform shoes, everything was presented to him.

"Fine, Cheng Feiyu is beyond saving anyway. Considering he's been somewhat sincere today, I'll allow him to look as much as he wants," the girl said, ignoring him and looking at the book.

The boy gazed at that familiar yet still captivatingly beautiful face, thought for a moment, and said, "Teacher Shen, I have a question."

"What?" The girl glanced at him.

"You told me that Lin Xuanqi begged you for forgiveness, and then you refused." The boy rubbed his chin. "But Master Ye told me that it was actually Lin Xuanqi who begged you to let me forgive her, and you said that even if you could, you would never do it?"

"Oh." The girl responded indifferently. "So what? Does Cheng Feiyu have a problem with being fooled by me?"

"Not at all, I just think you're really cute," the boy exclaimed.

"I don't know what's so cute about him," the girl said, sounding rather disgusted.

"Actually, what Teacher Shen means is that she doesn't want to make the decision for me, right?"

"Sorry, I'm just not interested."

Why aren't you interested?

"I'm not interested, that's all."

"Is this explanation too perfunctory?"

The girl paused for a second before speaking with a hint of reluctance, "Although in principle, as the master, I can decide what to do with my servant Cheng Feiyu, I'm sorry, I just don't have that interest. Even if I personally don't want to forgive her, whether Cheng Feiyu forgives her or not is her own business. If she can't bear it and wants to forgive, she can forgive her."

"Then Teacher Shen will be angry?" the boy asked curiously.

"I don't want to answer obvious questions." The girl's face revealed neither joy nor anger.

"Alright, since Teacher Shen doesn't want to forgive her, why not just let her give up hope and stop her from coming to me all the time?" The boy shrugged.

“I’ve said I’m not interested in interfering in this kind of thing. Cheng Feiyu can figure out what he wants to do himself.” The girl was getting a little impatient. She glared at him and continued reading. “And don’t tell me that the meticulous Cheng Feiyu doesn’t want to see her humiliating herself every day. He might even be secretly pleased.”

"I'm not that bad, am I?" The boy shook his head and sighed, then smacked his lips and muttered, "But you do know me a little bit."

The girl glanced at him, gave a cold laugh, and said nothing.

There was a moment of silence between them.

Shen Xi suddenly raised her chin, her face cold. "Trash, so just looking is enough?"

As the girl spoke, she seemed to be just tired, and casually shifted her uniform shoes to adjust her posture.

931. Just the two of them alone in the club activity room.

A cool, aloof girl with long, ink-black hair sat upright on a steel tube chair. As she casually adjusted her leg position, the sparse rays of sunset, cut through the window frame, gently caressed her dazzlingly white skin, giving the illusion that her slender, elegant legs were shimmering like a work of art.

"It can be more than just watching?" Cheng Fei said calmly.

"I'm the one asking you." Shen Xi frowned slightly, seemingly displeased.

“Not enough,” the boy said decisively.

"You greedy piece of trash, get the facts straight, this is the club activity room, what else do you want?" The girl glared at him, her face becoming wary.

The boy was taken aback. "Teacher Shen, didn't you ask me that?"

"That doesn't change the fact that you want to overstep your bounds." The girl emphasized, her sharp gaze piercing him.

The boy met her gaze for a second, then sighed helplessly and nodded without any guilt, "That's right, I do want to overstep my bounds with Her Highness the Princess, so is that alright?"

"Enough with the daydreaming." The girl turned her face away without any politeness.

"Huh?" The boy was taken aback again. "I thought Teacher Shen was implying that if I admitted it, she would grant my request?"

"I can't understand the thinking of aquatic mammals. How could they come up with such absurd delusions?" The girl glanced at him with disgust, then casually covered her face with the book, revealing only her pure, ink-black eyes that were impossible to see through.

"No, Your Highness is already very generous to let me see this. It would be impolite to think about anything else." The boy nodded dejectedly, turning his attention back to the task at hand, though he kept glancing to the side as if that would bring him some kind of comfort.

"At least Cheng Feiyu has some self-awareness." Shen Xi glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and chuckled, her expression hidden by the book.

The two remained in this state.

After a moment, when the boy turned his gaze toward her again, the girl subtly adjusted the hem of her skirt, raising it slightly to reveal more.

Despite her cool and aloof demeanor and slender figure, the girl did not appear thin. On the contrary, her beautiful features were as white and soft as the finest mutton fat jade, or like a piece of warm and delicate porcelain. The alluring contours and textures combined to create a captivating charm that made people want to pick her up and appreciate her beauty simply by sitting in a chair.

"Teacher Shen, you're really going too far." The boy muttered helplessly, feeling as if he was being drawn to her every time he looked over, and it was only with great difficulty that he managed to look away.

"Disgusting, filthy." The girl kept her face covered by the book, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.

"That's also Teacher Shen's fault." The boy nodded to himself.

"Nonsense, beyond saving." The girl threw out a few more words, her voice still cold, revealing neither joy nor anger.

“Teacher Shen can save me.” The boy said casually, then suddenly realized something and nodded with certainty, “Teacher Shen is my cure.”

"It's even more inexplicable. I can't understand it. It's like a sewer rat talking." The girl continued in a cold voice, still covering her face with the book. Her ordinary words seemed no different from the usual scolding she gave him.

"Although Teacher Shen complains, she still tries to please me. Why is she so proud and aloof?" the boy sighed.

"Shut up, you're slandering me again, you despicable person." Such a cold voice came from under the book covering the little face.

"Teacher Shen, why are you always covering your face?" The boy suddenly realized something and asked suspiciously.

"Is it related to you?" He narrowed his eyes and stared at him with a condescending gaze.

"No, it just feels a bit strange, since Teacher Shen isn't usually like this." The boy shook his head.

"Mind your own business, you filthy Cheng Feiyu. Seize this rare opportunity and watch it." The girl's voice suddenly became muffled, as if she was enduring something.

"Of course I want to see." The boy glanced at her again, then rubbed his chin. "But Ms. Shen, you weren't actually having a good time scolding me over there, so you were secretly laughing behind your back, weren't you?"

After he finished speaking, the air in the club activity room was silent for a second.

"What nonsense is Cheng Feiyu making up again? Nobody finds this kind of thing interesting. Hurry up and keep watching. It's only right that we scold you. Cheng Feiyu deserves to be scolded for the rest of his life." The girl spoke in an unyielding tone, but her voice lacked any real force and instead trembled.

"Teacher Shen." The boy put down his pen, turned his head and leaned closer to her, their eyes meeting.

"If you're allowed to look at legs, why aren't you looking now? Has Cheng Feiyu lost his mind?!"

The two people separated by the book were like separated by a city wall. The girl hid behind the wall and glared at him with fierce eyes, giving off a sense of fearlessness.

The boy peeked out from the side with lightning speed and opened the book.

The girl's expression changed, and she covered her face even more forcefully, shrinking back to escape him, pushing the steel chair on the ground with a loud thud.

"Teacher Shen! You were secretly laughing over there?" The boy was shocked.

The moment the book was opened, her pretty little face remained cold, but the corners of her mouth had inexplicably curved into a smile, like the unyielding ice of Antarctica shining with crystal-clear brilliance during the midnight sun.

"Cheng Feiyu is hallucinating again. I really shouldn't have indulged you. It's probably because your blood is pooling in that disgusting place, causing your brain to lack oxygen!" The girl raised her voice without backing down, squinting her eyes behind the book.

"Teacher Shen, why won't you let me see you smile?" The boy felt a sense of despair.

“No one laughed when I said that. Even if they did, it was mockery. After all, the way Cheng Feiyu stared at my legs, feeling resentful and sighing, yet willingly accepting being scolded, was quite funny.” The girl continued to glare at him from behind the book, her voice self-righteous.

"So you did it on purpose? How could you be so mean?" The boy hesitated, then his tone hardened. "No, you have to make it up to me."

"Don't dream about compensation so easily. If Cheng Feiyu dares to do this, I will never compensate you again!" The girl tried to attack him with her uniform shoes, but because the distance between them had increased, she only symbolically raised her slender white leg towards him.

The boy looked at her silently for a second, then shook his head and turned back. "Never mind, I'd better study."

He began writing furiously again, as if he had given up completely.

The room suddenly became quiet.

The aloof girl, who had been hiding her face with a book, stared at him silently. Her eyes flickered, and she dragged the steel chair back to its original position, raising her chin to look at the wall. "Cheng Feiyu, stop pretending. Don't think that will work."

The boy read at an astonishing speed, as if he couldn't hear or see her.

The girl kicked him lightly, her voice turning displeased, "Trash, dare to ignore me again?"

"What's wrong, Ms. Shen? I'm sorry, I was so engrossed in my book that I didn't notice." The boy looked up at her, as if he had just come back to his senses.

"So Cheng Feiyu really wants to touch me now?" the girl said coldly through the book.

"Of course I'd like to if I could," the boy nodded seriously.

"Then why don't you call a regular meeting?" the girl stared at him, her voice muffled.

"Well, the weekly meeting is only once a week, and it feels like a waste every Monday. I guess it's better to wait a few days. For now, just looking at Teacher Shen is enough." The boy shook his head.