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

"If you want to talk, then talk already. What kind of filthy things are you going to spew at me now?" The girl glared at him without any politeness.

"Actually, I just wanted to ask, judging from her current behavior, Professor Shen seems to quite like love hotels, or at least she doesn't dislike them, right? Why is that? Is it because, as a dignified and reserved lady, she actually enjoys this occasional indulgence deep down?" The young man spoke in an academic tone.

"Hurry up and order takeout," Cheng Feiyu said, "I'll choose." The girl put down her shoulder bag, raised her chin at him, and spoke in a tone that was both authoritative and natural.

"Are you completely ignoring my question?" The boy paused for a second, then finally gave up trying to probe her inner thoughts and took out his phone.

Next, after a predictable back-and-forth, they finally chose what they usually eat, giving the boy no chance to try something new on a whim.

"Trash, you should just eat your good food honestly for the rest of your life. And you rats, stop sniffing around outside and eating random things." Shen Xi stood in front of him and coldly reprimanded him.

"Teacher Shen, are you talking about food or something?" The boy sat down in his chair, put down his phone, and said helplessly.

"Enough with the nonsense." The girl said impatiently, then turned her head to stare at the wall. "Now you can continue doing whatever disgusting things you want."

The boy looked up and sized her up.

The girl stood before him, her hands hanging naturally at her sides, as if she had done nothing, yet also as if she was waiting for something. Her slender, long legs were right in front of him beneath her school uniform skirt, her black over-the-knee stockings highlighting her snow-white, full figure. The aura she exuded was somewhere between elegant and alluring, possessing a perfect balance of beauty.

The boy reached out, like a mountaineer who had finally reached the top of a snow-capped mountain, and slowly cupped the pure white snow that no one had ever set foot on at the summit. Looking at the tiny ice crystals that sparkled in the sunlight, he suddenly had the illusion that he was desecrating something.

Shen Xi took a deep breath, her small hands clenched slightly, and she shifted her gaze to look down at him. Her beautiful face remained as hard as ice that never melted, her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she hadn't noticed anything, and she remained standing motionless in front of him.

"Shen Xi, you're actually enjoying this feeling, aren't you?" The boy felt her delicate beauty while observing her subtle expressions, but apart from confirming that the girl's small face was indeed exquisitely beautiful and a faint sense of disgust, he found nothing else.

"What exactly does Cheng Feiyu want? He's been asking this kind of question since today. Did all those times I kindly accompanied you to places like this and endured your filthy and vulgar treatment only to be met with increasingly outrageous delusions?" The girl gritted her teeth and glared at him, her resentment on her face genuine.

"I was just a little curious." The boy pulled her closer to him, letting her feel more of the beauty around him.

"Whether it's curiosity or just an attempt to impose your own fantasies on me to satisfy those shameful desires deep within your heart, you know it in your heart." The girl's disgust intensified, but she let him pull her closer. She felt discomfort in her knees and other areas through the tightly wrapped fabric, but she still let him do as he pleased, remaining motionless.

"I can't believe I'm this bad." The boy exclaimed, while recklessly exploring that absolute territory, tearing open the taut boundary and probing in.

“Cheng Feiyu is always like this.” The girl suddenly gasped, her body trembled, and her expression as she stared at the wall became unnatural, as if there was something ominous on it.

"Teacher Shen, could these over-the-knee socks actually be special equipment secretly brought from the corridor, something that can enhance perception?" The boy was a little suspicious.

"Nonsense! They're just ordinary over-the-knee socks, no different from the ones I wore last year. I was just wondering what Cheng Feiyu was doing. Did his rat instincts kick in and he wanted to squeeze into any crack he saw?" The girl glared at him fiercely.

"I'm just curious. It feels really tight here. I want to see if Teacher Shen will have any marks after wearing it all day," the boy said seriously.

"How disgusting does someone have to be to ask a girl such a question?" The girl was even more annoyed. "Get this straight, it's not as bad as you think. Even if there are any marks, they'll disappear quickly."

"Is that so? Then I need to study it carefully." The boy put on a serious expression.

"It's disgusting, I really feel like throwing up." The girl squinted her eyes, covered her mouth, and stared down at him. Her face turned nauseous, but she remained motionless, letting him manipulate the taut yet comfortable fabric.

"It's so great that I can do whatever I want with Teacher Shen." The boy sighed contentedly.

"I can't take it anymore." The girl took a deep breath, then suddenly lifted one leg back, hooked her fingertip on the heel of her shoe, and put it down again. Then, some small, soft, black things detached from their container and attacked the boy. At the same time, she said in a cold voice with extreme contempt, "It's one thing to stare at what you wear all the time, but now you're touching it all over there. Disgusting trash, rats, perverts, fetishists, nauseating!"

She stood on one leg, hurling insults and launching a continuous attack on him.

The boy watched as she continued to attack him. When she stopped kicking him, his flat chest, due to his poor physical condition, rose and fell slightly. He casually picked up her weapon and gripped it.

"Garbage, how disgusting do you want it to be before you're satisfied?!" The girl was caught off guard and almost lost her balance. She quickly grabbed the table next to her, her body trembling violently as if she were chilled.

"It's all Teacher Shen's fault for breaking the rules." The boy felt her uneasy squirming and felt no guilt whatsoever.

955. Shen Xi's solution was...

"Pervert, let go!" The girl gritted her teeth, trying to pull her weapon back.

"I won't let go. Teacher Shen took off her shoe and kicked me. Isn't that seducing me?" The boy continued to hold her hostage.

"How shameless must someone be to do such a thing to a high school girl?!" The girl's face was filled with indescribable disgust.

"Yes, I want to do this to the demure and virtuous Ms. Shen." The boy nodded without any shame.

"I can't stand it anymore! You really are a rat with no ambition! Fine, then you can stay like this for the rest of your life. Anyway, I'll be satisfied with just a few kicks and stomps, and it won't take much effort. I originally wanted to find other ways to accommodate your ugly delusions, but now it seems I don't need to." The girl's tone was resentful at first, then she exhaled. The small, soft, black creature stopped wriggling, turned its face away, and stared intently at the wall, looking at it with pity.

The boy observed her discreetly, then decisively let go, saying, "I was wrong, Ms. Shen, please forgive me. Whatever plan you had, please continue with it."

"No plans, stop making wishes!" The girl, now free, immediately kicked him without any hesitation.

"As a devout believer, I pray to the embodiment of the goddess of wisdom, and earnestly request that my wish be granted." The boy clasped his hands together with a sense of piety.

"Sorry, but you've come to the wrong person!" The girl turned her face away, her voice cold and unmoved.

“Then I will make a vow to Her Majesty the Queen as a loyal apostle and ruler.” The boy continued to bow his head.

"I see no loyalty here, all I see is a Protoss scoundrel who laid hands on the Empress and committed treason, deserving to be executed long ago!" The girl cursed fiercely at the wall, as if she really wanted to summon the fleet to execute him in a second.

"This is all due to infatuation with Her Majesty the Queen. Ultimately, it's Her Majesty's fault for being the cutest person in the multiverse."

"That doesn't hide the fact that you're disgusting!"

Even so, I believe that Her Majesty the Empress, with her gentle and forgiving nature, will forgive me.

"Nobody here wants to forgive you!"

"Even if she doesn't want to forgive, she will eventually forgive. That's part of what makes Her Majesty the Empress so endearing."

"A piece of trash with no principles. He'll say anything to get something in return." The girl gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, then reluctantly turned back to look down at him, her eyes flickering as she fell silent.

The boy glanced at her cautiously, then quickly looked down.

The girl narrowed her eyes, as if engaged in a battle of wits. After a moment, she raised her chin, her pretty face still cold. "I'm warning you, if you dare to say anything rude or incompetent, don't blame me for being impolite."

"I will certainly be careful with my words and actions." The young man kept his hands clasped together and bowed his head.

"You'd better be." The girl took a deep breath, then bent down slightly and began to move her hands, making a rustling sound.

From the boy's perspective, with his head down, all he could see were the slender, long legs encased in black over-the-knee socks, rising and falling in turn. In the girl's nimble and rapid movements, the white lace-trimmed socks he had seen over the weekend quickly appeared and disappeared.

He realized that the girl had chosen to respond to his request today.

"Teacher Shen?" The boy looked up and swallowed slightly.

The aloof girl with long, ink-black hair still stood before him, wearing the Sakura school uniform. On the surface, she showed no signs of anything amiss. Her small face, looking down at him, exuded a chilling aura that kept people at bay, like an unmelting glacier in the polar regions, so pure and clear that she seemed to belong to another dimension.

"Trash, don't move." The girl squinted as she approached him, still choosing to sit sideways, and sat down in his lap.

The only difference between her posture and when she was reading in the club activity room was that when she sat down on the steel pipe chair, the girl would smooth out the back of her school uniform skirt and place it underneath, at which point the skirt would bloom like a flower.

The Protoss Queen's majesty was not to be looked at directly, but it could be felt; the boy confirmed this once again.

The girl took another deep breath, her brows furrowed as if she was desperately trying to hold back something. She subtly turned her face away, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, radiating a palpable contempt and disgust. "Anyway, this is exactly what the filthy and vulgar Cheng Feiyu wants most—to have a dignified and reserved lady act like this in front of you, right?"

She spoke with her back straight, hands resting on her knees, legs naturally together, and long, silky black hair reaching her waist, perfectly matching her self-description.

"Teacher Shen, you really are a succubus, aren't you?" the young man exclaimed, intending to put his arm around her like they had done at the love hotel last time.

"I told you not to move." The girl glared at him, seemingly displeased.

"Okay?" The boy immediately became obedient.

"Disgusting aquatic mammal, you like over-the-knee socks so much, fine, you can touch them all you want." The girl gritted her teeth as she spoke, adjusting her position and then manipulating the socks with her small hands.

Unlike Nagasaki Asuna or later Lin Xuanqi, who deliberately shortened their skirts, Sakura's school uniform skirts were of a rather conservative length by default. So, hidden under the flower-like blooming hem, it was difficult to tell what she was doing.

Only when she finished her work, brought her rounded knees together, leaned her upper body over and buried her face near the boy's collarbone, wrapped her arms around his neck to hold herself in place, like a small animal hiding in its den, did the boy realize something.

The over-the-knee socks didn't seem too tight and had just the right amount of elasticity.

His situation became somewhat indescribable. In short, it seemed that the girl had put him inside and occupied part of the space so that he could personally experience the feeling of being strangled.

The result was that the boy was bound to the side of the delicate and beautiful artwork, which was as smooth as mutton fat jade, by the slightly rough synthetic fibers that were taut.

Under these circumstances, the gloom brought by the damp and cold autumn rain was swept away, replaced by an indescribable, close-fitting warmth.

"Alright, that's it for now, let's begin." The girl, her face buried in her hands, spoke in a muffled voice.

"Start what?" The boy hesitated, as if he couldn't move at all, and denying it would easily ruin the state the girl had carefully created.

"Start chatting. Tell me all your hidden desires, what you're thinking every time you stare at me. Tell me everything." The girl's voice trembled slightly, and her body also trembled slightly, but her knees were pressed tightly together, as if it were some kind of task that had to be completed.

She paused, her voice becoming even softer, almost a whisper, "Then, just hold me like this and tell me, it doesn't take any effort, whenever you want, it doesn't matter if your over-the-knee socks get dirty, I brought a change."

The boy paused for a second, then thought back.

If I remember correctly, he messaged the girl in the classroom that morning to express his desire to participate in club activities. She must have been at school by then, and since she saw Lin Xuanqi in the cafeteria at noon, it means she hadn't gone home either.

In other words, when the girl saw the weather forecast last night and decided to change her clothes, she had already foreseen everything, and even what she is doing now may have been planned.

He suddenly realized a fact.

When the girl constantly criticizes his inner world as something that can't be seen in the light, it's clear that beneath her extremely cold exterior lies an inner world that's unimaginably complex. Just a glimpse of it makes one wonder what her motives are for doing such a thing.

After a moment's thought, the boy decided to stop thinking about it and instead hugged the slender body in his arms, enjoying the beauty of her indulgence.

Hidden beneath her thick sideburns, no one could see what the expression on the face of the girl who remained motionless with her face buried in her hands that day was.

……

The next day.

As the weather cleared, the Lamborghini drove towards Yinghua in the cool morning air.

Cheng Fei gripped the steering wheel nonchalantly, while Shen Xi sat in the passenger seat, staring blankly out the window. Apart from the engine noise, the atmosphere was quiet.

The boy glanced at the aloof girl out of the corner of his eye. Her slender, artistic legs stretched out naturally, and her skirt fell slightly backward without any intention of covering them. Underneath the spotless black over-the-knee stockings, her dazzling white "absolute territory" was presented without reservation.

Naturally, the girl's over-the-knee socks were new that morning; the two pairs from yesterday had been disgustedly thrown into the trash can.

"Teacher Shen," the boy said.

"What?" The girl glanced at him, reverting to her usual indifference, as if she wasn't the one who did that yesterday.

"Could it be that I've spoken out of turn again?" The boy rubbed his chin.

"What crazy things has Cheng Feiyu's brain produced in just one night?" The girl stared ahead, her voice as cold as ever.

"Not at all, I just think there's a possibility," the boy said seriously. "Did Teacher Shen really have a succubus or something similar back then, as the Protoss Queen? Although it might not make much sense, since races and identities are different and can't be changed easily, but who knows, right?"

The girl paused for a second, then pinched her brow and sighed, "Sure enough, Cheng Feiyu only ever has two states."

"Which two?" the boy asked, puzzled.

"One type is when they need something from me, they can flatter me without any principles; the other is right now, with endless delusions of slander and defamation, a despicable person who is arrogant at first and obsequious at second." The girl gritted her teeth.

"That's an exaggeration. I was just making a reasonable guess."

"I don't see what makes it reasonable."

"Because it's really hard to understand how Professor Shen came up with that approach yesterday. I've basically never seen it anywhere else. It's hard to explain except for talent." The boy showed his confusion as he discussed academic issues.

"Cheng Fei." The girl's tone was casual, but there was a chill about it.

"What?" The boy shuddered.

"What do you mean by 'other places'? You seem to have a lot of knowledge. Please explain clearly."

"I was just talking about movies and comics, not actual experience, Your Highness, please don't misunderstand," the boy quickly said.

"Oh." The chill vanished in an instant, and she responded with indifference, pausing for a moment. "It's one thing for Cheng Feiyu to spend all his time researching those vulgar and disgusting things, but don't flaunt it. Get this straight, I just came up with this solution based on Cheng Feiyu's obsession with my legs and his fetishistic tendencies. There's nothing special about it."

"Teacher Shen, first of all, I don't actually have a fetish. If I had to say, I just like your legs, so I happen to like your clothes as well. It's like loving the house because of its contents. Also, your method is really unique." The boy said sincerely.

"Fine, I'll let you make excuses. So Cheng Feiyu is dissatisfied with me now? Then go find your vixen. She's best at satisfying you with those vulgar methods." The girl raised her voice, sounding a little unhappy.

"That's not what I meant. I'm very satisfied with Teacher Shen's service and hope it will continue in the future," the young man quickly said, becoming serious.

"Nonsense, no one is here to serve you. Enough, this topic ends here. I don't want to bring my disgusting feelings into the classroom," the girl said coldly, leaving no room for argument.

"Yes." The boy had no choice but to shut his mouth.

After a while, the white supercar drove up the gentle slope of Yinghua, diverting the attention of the students who were originally discussing various topics such as the weather and their studies.

The two got off the bus and walked into the school gate side by side, then looked in the same direction at the same time.

A haughty young woman with cascading black hair stood under a cherry blossom tree, carrying a bag in both hands. Her naturally charming face captivated the attention of passersby.

Upon seeing the two appear, Lin Xuanqi walked straight to Cheng Fei's other side and followed him, her expression nonchalant. Only upon close observation could one detect some complex emotions in her reddened eyes.

"You two really did spend the night together last night." She bit her rosy lips lightly, her tone tinged with a hint of bitterness.

"Eavesdropping is one thing, but telling you is supposed to praise your intelligence?" Shen Xi stared ahead with a cold expression, her tone showing no surprise whatsoever.

The boy in the middle looked at the two of them and suddenly realized why the aloof girl had left yesterday.

Whether it was because Shen Xi's perception was 1 point higher than his, or whether the two had communicated beforehand, Cheng Fei had no idea.