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

Some time later, as Shen Xi frowned and cleaned her beautiful artwork with an expression of extreme disgust, Cheng Fei went downstairs to buy breakfast.

When the boy reopened the door, the aloof girl had already changed into her Sakura school uniform and was sitting expressionlessly at the dining table.

"Please, Your Highness." The young man placed her red bean buns and sweetened eight-treasure porridge in front of her.

Shen Xi ignored him and started eating in small bites.

The boy watched the girl eat for a moment, then looked towards the bedroom. "Where's Nana?"

"The vixen is brushing her teeth," Shen Xi replied, her eyes lowered.

"Okay." The boy was relieved and sat down next to her to enjoy his usual soy milk and fried dough sticks, casually watching the girl's profile as he ate.

The well-tailored Sakura school uniform accentuated the girl's slender figure, radiating a glass-like translucence in the morning light. From her long, smooth, ink-black hair to her small feet encased in white socks, every detail was exquisite, as if she were the embodiment of beauty.

"What are you staring at again?" The girl caught his gaze out of the corner of her eye and gave him a symbolic glare.

"Look at my Teacher Shen, the original skin is definitely the best looking." The boy nodded to himself.

"What original skin?" Shen Xi frowned slightly, looking suspicious.

"It's the character's initial skin, don't you understand? For Teacher Shen, it's obviously the school uniform." The boy said seriously.

"You're starting to project your shady fantasies onto me again." The girl's expression turned disdainful in an instant, and she continued eating her red bean bun.

"And after my feelings for Teacher Shen improved, the feeling was different. Just thinking that such a reserved and ladylike Teacher Shen actually belonged entirely to me, and that she would satisfy me in all sorts of unknown ways, made me feel..." The boy sighed comfortably as he spoke, then lowered his head to eat.

Shen Xi turned to stare at him, her face turning cold. She kicked him under the table. "Just how shameless does Cheng Feiyu have to be to say such things? Isn't it enough for him to think it all out? Does he have to make me hear it before he's satisfied?"

"The fact that Teacher Shen responds no matter what I say, even if she finds it annoying, is also a very important point," the boy said without any qualms.

The aloof girl stared at him for a moment, then pinched her brow and sighed, seemingly giving up on arguing, and continued eating with her head down.

"So you've already assumed it all belongs to me?" The boy raised an eyebrow.

"Shut up, I'm too lazy to waste my breath on Cheng Feiyu." The girl narrowed her eyes and kicked him under the table without any politeness.

The boy smacked his lips and continued to eat while admiring the girl in the morning light.

"Haven't you seen enough?" After a moment, Shen Xi kicked him again, then subtly turned her face away, her voice cold and impatient, "If you really want it, then serve me properly, and I'll satisfy you next time we stay out."

"What do you want me to do?" The boy, who was eating, paused for a moment.

"Starting to put on airs again. You know perfectly well what disgusting requests you made before." The girl glared at him fiercely.

"Huh?" The boy's gaze shifted down to her school uniform skirt, as if he could see right through it.

"Still staring? You're hopeless!" The girl pressed down on her skirt with her small hand, furious and embarrassed, and launched a full-force attack at him under the table.

"Teacher Shen! She's usually so gentle and was ready to give in to my requests without me even having to ask, so why is she being so fierce?"

"Because marine debris deserves to be treated this way!"

During this ambiguous conversation, Nagasaki Asuna emerged from the bathroom, also wearing the Sakura school uniform. Under the watchful eyes of the two, she came to the dining table, covered her mouth, and yawned slightly, still sleepy-eyed.

"Good morning, Nana." The boy said in a serious tone.

"Good morning~" came the soft, gentle voice, like the underlying code.

"Yours." The boy pushed her breakfast over again.

"Thank you~" This time she opened her eyes and smiled, accepting the gift obediently.

"By the way, did you sleep well last night?" The boy coughed and observed Nagasaki Asuna's expression.

The sweet girl said nonchalantly, "I'm fine. It's just that I seemed to hear two people talking in my dream this morning, so I woke up quickly."

Shen Xi drank her eight-treasure porridge without raising her head, seemingly oblivious to everything. She simply placed one hand on her lap, silently touching her skin.

"It seems you're alright now, that's good." The boy breathed a sigh of relief without showing any emotion.

He had been worried that Nagasaki Asuna would wake up and continue in the same state as yesterday.

"Hehehe~ Cheng Fei is worried about me? I feel cared for, so happy." The sweet girl put her hand on her chest and showed a bright smile, showing no signs of anything unusual.

"A vixen." Shen Xi sneered.

"So, what did you two do this morning?" Nagasaki Asuna tapped her chin with her fingertip, scanning back and forth.

"Don't ask questions about things that don't concern you." Shen Xi glared at her.

"Ugh." Nagasaki Asuna's eyelashes suddenly trembled slightly, she let out a soft groan, and bent down to reach her hand under the table.

"What's wrong?" the boy opposite asked, puzzled.

"Cheng Fei, Shen Xi just kicked me!" the sweet girl said in a wronged voice.

"Heh, so what if I kicked you? I didn't even use any force, stop pretending." Shen Xi said without any guilt.

"Teacher Shen, no matter what, Nana is very fragile. If you're really unhappy, you can take it out on me," the boy said cautiously.

"You never seem vulnerable when she's doing those filthy things, you piece of trash." The girl became enraged and began a rapid, continuous attack on him under the table.

After finishing breakfast, the three of them went out together to begin a new week of campus life.

……

During lunch break, hungry students from Yinghua School flocked to the cafeteria.

Two girls, each with their own unique charm, sat together in a corner seat, attracting the attention of students who were only focused on food as they passed by.

"Shen Xi is really too much. How could Cheng Fei treat me like that?" Nagasaki Asuna puffed out one cheek and complained as she stared at the aloof girl in front of her.

"I'm sorry, it's just for the research project." Shen Xi ignored her completely, brushing her hair aside and eating her meal with her head down.

"It's not a research project at all; Shen Xi is just being malicious." Nagasaki Asuna continued to stare at her, her tone low and menacing.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you have a problem, go find that Cheng Feiyu." The aloof girl glared back.

"When Shen Xi does that kind of thing in the future, I'll also seduce Cheng Fei from the sidelines and let him bully you mercilessly," Nagasaki Asuna snorted.

"You vixen! How dare you?" The aloof girl attacked her with her school uniform shoes with symbolic force.

Nagasaki Asuna trembled, and her legs under the table darted back. "Ugh, Shen Xi is doing this again. I'm going to tell Cheng Fei when I get back!"

"Ha, go ahead and complain if you want, do you think it'll do any good?"

"Shen Xi is easy to bully, and she's always been like this."

"Excuse me, but you're the one who's been going on and on."

"Doesn't Shen Xi feel guilty about treating me like this?"

"I don't know what there is to feel guilty about. I have done everything I could. You'd better be sensible and listen to me."

"I am Cheng Fei's cat, not your cat."

"Then who do you think your master is, his servant?"

As the two were exchanging more playful banter than arguing, two familiar figures passed by in the distance.

A haughty girl with cascading black hair and a well-behaved girl with pigtails walked side by side and sat down in a relatively empty spot.

The only students, after noticing the two's presence, also quietly picked up their trays and moved them away.

"He's actually not going to pester her anymore? Could it be that what Cheng Feiyu said was true, and that he made Lin Xuanqi cry?" Shen Xi asked suspiciously.

For a considerable period of time, every day at noon, when a certain boy came to the cafeteria, Lin Xuanqi would follow him not far away.

“How could that be? There’s only one reason why Cheng Fei would make Lin cry,” Nagasaki Asuna said with certainty.

"What's going on?" Shen Xi frowned slightly.

"The same situation happened to me yesterday." The sweet girl's eyes flickered, her fingertips twirling the ends of her hair.

Shen Xi took a deep breath, her face showing unsurprised disgust. "Vixen."

Meanwhile, on the other side...

The small group, skilled at grabbing food, had already filled their stomachs and were on their way back to the classroom.

Cheng Fei carried a small vocabulary list and looked at it as he walked.

Zhou Han followed the boy with light steps, keeping a very close distance.

Ruan Jingyi was also beside her, walking silently with a blank expression.

"Cheng Fei, Cheng Fei, weren't you learning Japanese before? What's this?" The petite girl peeked at what he was holding with her hands behind her back, as energetic as ever.

"This is French. I've almost finished learning Japanese, so I figured I might as well learn a little something since I've got some free time." The boy said in a casual tone.

"Wow, as expected of you, how do you remember so much?" Zhou Han looked up at the boy's eyes again, his round eyes blinking.

At this moment, Chen Hao on the other side suddenly put his arm around the boy's neck, smoothed his pompadour, and said in a serious tone, "Hey, how should I put it? Recently, the two of us have been making quite a bit of money running knives in the third underground level. Our current equipment is already top-tier in the entire server, right?"

"Running a knife?" The boy looked up from the vocabulary list.

"That's right, in short it's about using superior game understanding to win big with small bets. How about it, do you need me to teach you?" Chen Hao said, beaming with excitement.

Du Xinhua, standing next to him, twitched his lips, as if he didn't want to associate with him. "Don't be so deliberate in showing off."

945. Lin Xuanqi wanted to give orders.

"Sure, if there's a chance." Cheng Fei said casually.

"Tch, so you're just a trash collector. Our Corridor Research Department is pretty awesome, who needs you to lead us?" Zhou Han peeked out as if she were holding the boy's arm (but actually she wasn't), and rolled her eyes at the boy with the pompadour.

"What scavenging? Running with a knife is an art, you know what art is?" Chen Hao raised his voice, getting a little impatient. "Since you put it that way, let's compare our equipment!"

"Who wants to compare with you, you little kid? In our eyes, you're just a novice." Zhou Han snorted, her disdain evident.

"What did you say? A mediocre person?!" Chen Hao was furious on the spot, clenching his fists.

However, the petite girl simply followed the boy who was looking at the vocabulary list and ignored him.

"By the way, why have you guys started playing the Corridor game lately?" The vice class monitor, who hadn't joined the group in a while, pushed up his glasses and smiled.

"The reason is hard to explain. Maybe it's some kind of competitive mentality? They've been having quite a blast these past few days." Du Xinhua glanced at Chen Hao.

The boy with the pompadour coughed, his anger dissipating, and crossed his arms in front of his chest with a serious expression. "Well, actually, I've been bored lately because I haven't been training much. Also, a special BOSS that can only be killed once per server will soon appear in the corridor. The person who succeeds can be said to stand at the pinnacle of players, so I decided to bring my skills over there to see."

"That sounds interesting. Can I join?" The vice class monitor pondered for a moment.

“Of course, no problem. This way, we can form a three-person team. Let’s aim to surpass their Corridor Research Department for now!” Chen Hao’s eyes lit up, and he walked around to the middle and put his arms around the necks of the two of them.

"You still say it's not because of your competitive nature?" Du Xinhua shook her head and sighed, then looked at the vice class monitor, "By the way, Nie Zhe, weren't you busy dating since the beginning of the semester? Is it okay for you to come and play games with us?"

“This…” The vice class monitor opened his mouth, then shook his head, “We had a fight a couple of days ago for some reason, and we might break up.”

“So it was during the Cold War, that’s normal, don’t be discouraged.” Du Xinhua nodded to show he understood.

The deputy squad leader responded with a wry smile.

Chen Hao clicked his tongue in the middle, "That's why I said long ago that love is a very hurtful thing. There's a saying that wise people don't fall in love. You see, even Cheng Fei has been hurt quite badly. Now he's starting to numb himself by learning French."

"Is this a lesson learned from last semester's school sports meet?" Du Xinhua said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Cheng Fei is doing great. Girls all over the school like him. Stop spreading rumors." Zhou Han peeked out again and rolled her eyes.

These small groups chatted casually as they returned to the classroom and dispersed.

Cheng Fei continued to write furiously at his seat, like a tireless learning machine.

Not long after, barely audible footsteps sounded in his ears.

He turned his head and saw a pair of beautiful legs encased in thin black pantyhose standing beside him. His gaze moved upward, past certain full and shapely features, and met the haughty girl's red-rimmed eyes.

Lin Xuanqi looked down at the boy with her hands behind her back. Her expression was less sad and upset than last week, and she seemed indifferent.

Cheng Fei glanced at her only, then lowered his head and continued working as if he hadn't seen anything.

"Ignoring me again." The haughty girl muttered, skillfully turning her chair around to face the boy, resting her chin on her hands and looking at him, tentatively calling out, "Husband."

Unsurprisingly, there was no response.

Lin Xuanqi rested her chin on her arm and leaned down, her once domineering and charming face now showing complete submissiveness. "Husband?"

"Nobody here is your husband, thank you," the boy said coldly.

"You are my husband, and you will be my husband for life, husband, husband, husband." The haughty girl stared at him defiantly, her resentful tone like revenge, yet also with a strange kind of coquettish charm.

"Lin Xuanqi, what's wrong with you now?" The boy looked up at her, frowning.