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

"Goodbye, Sister Ya."

Zhou Han walked out of the office, patted her flat chest with a sigh of relief, looked at her best friend who was waiting silently beside her, and smiled smugly, "Done, let's go back."

Ruan Jingyi nodded.

So the petite girl took her arm as usual, and they walked back the way they came.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

A sweet girl with long, coffee-colored hair carried her bags in both hands and walked into the classroom step by step with her head down.

As the campus idol of Sakura, she immediately attracted attention.

"Asuna, why did you change your hairstyle today?"

"This, just something to try out?"

"Asuna, you look good even like this."

"Really? Hehe."

The sweet girl sat down in her seat.

Ahead of her, the well-behaved girl with pigtails had been sitting there for a while, gazing out the window in a daze, and turned around when she heard the sound.

"Nana, what's wrong?" Ye Shuang looked at her and was stunned for a moment, a hint of hesitation appearing on her beautiful, well-bred face.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Nagasaki Asuna tilted her head.

"What hairstyle?" The obedient girl blinked.

"What does Shuangshuang think?" Nagasaki Asuna tilted her head to look at her shoulder.

She tied her long, coffee-colored hair into a loose side ponytail, casually draping it over her shoulder, adding a touch of inexplicable married woman charm to her delicate and graceful temperament.

"It looks pretty, but it feels... a bit ominous." Ye Shuang thought for a moment, but still couldn't help but say.

"It was just a sudden idea, a random attempt. I'll show it to Cheng Fei once when I get back, and he shouldn't be able to do it again." The sweet girl rested her chin on her hands, revealing an innocent smile.

The obedient girl observed her expression, opened her mouth, and said, "Cheng Fei suddenly confessed to you, Shen Xi will definitely be angry. He's just trying to appease Shen Xi, so don't worry about it."

"Eh, I didn't care at all?" Nagasaki Asuna tilted her head, looking completely matter-of-fact.

"You really don't care?" Ye Shuang asked, still somewhat doubtful.

"I don't care at all. Cheng Fei already said he'll come back to be with me today." The sweet girl revealed her signature gentle and healing smile.

"That's good." The obedient girl nodded for the time being, then thought for a moment, and said with some worry, "But don't worry about it even if he doesn't come back today, anyway, Cheng Fei likes you."

"I know, although it's possible. After all, Shen Xi is the kind of person who pretends to be aloof but is actually petty and vindictive. I've gotten used to her after living with her for so long." The sweet girl's smile remained unchanged.

Ye Shuang's lips twitched slightly.

As expected, she cares a lot.

1035. Shen Xi is tired.

noon.

Overlooking the coastline, the luxury hotel suites are so quiet in the lounge that you could hear a pin drop, with only barely audible breathing echoing through the air.

The aloof girl with long, dark hair sat sideways in the boy's lap, tilting her head to bury her face near his neck, her slender body pressed close to him, her thick hair obscuring her expression.

The girl wore a beige knitted cardigan over her Sakura school uniform, with black over-the-knee socks covering her legs, and spotless black uniform shoes that dangled down to lightly touch the carpet.

The slender, beautiful artwork is tightly closed from top to bottom, as if maintaining a lady's posture. Upon closer inspection, one can detect a barely perceptible tension and tremor, as if there is some kind of discomfort.

After this situation continued for a while, the girl quietly swallowed, and her rapid breathing gradually calmed down.

She waited a moment before slowly getting up, her delicate and pretty face slightly furrowed, radiating an indescribable chill.

The girl stiffly removed the black fabric from her legs one by one, stared at it for a while, her expression growing increasingly disgusted, until she finally let out a long sigh of relief after throwing it into the trash can.

During this time, it seemed that the same things could be seen piled up into small mountains inside.

She took out new black over-the-knee socks from her shoulder bag, put them on alone on the sofa next to her, and stepped into her delicate uniform shoes. She let out a long sigh, and her small face returned to its expressionless state.

He then stood up, glared fiercely at the boy who had been staring at him the whole time, gritted his teeth and his eyes flashed, "Pervert, do you really like staring so much that you don't miss a single movement?"

"Teacher Shen is just that beautiful." The boy nodded without any hesitation.

The girl opened her shoulder bag again to check, seemingly even more unable to bear it. "Another pair is dirty. I've used up all the ones I brought. Does Cheng Feiyu never get tired?"

"It's all because Teacher Shen is so beautiful and lovely over there. Besides, Teacher Shen herself said she would talk until I was satisfied, but I didn't bring enough things. Please reflect on your actions." The boy said seriously.

"You dare to turn the tables and make me apologize? You shameless piece of trash." The girl turned her face away, her eyes narrowed, even more annoyed.

"In short, remember to improve next time." The boy spoke in a businesslike tone, paused, and then opened his arms to her. "Also, please ask Ms. Shen to come back soon."

"Don't dream, these are the only pairs left. You'll have to wear them when you go back." The girl quickly covered her chest with both hands, her face showing wariness.

"Since it's so precious, Teacher Shen should keep it for now." The boy bowed his head and mourned silently.

"And I'm so tired now, where did Cheng Feiyu's lunch go?" The girl looked around again, her expression becoming subtle.

"Teacher Shen, come over first. It should be delivered soon." The boy said casually.

"I'm tired from talking. There's a limit to how much you can force me. I need to rest now." The girl raised her voice and glared at him, clearly unhappy.

"Alright, then Ms. Shen, please take a rest." The boy gestured towards the sofa, then looked at her and thought for a moment.

Although there wasn't much activity in theory starting in the morning, it still seemed quite strenuous for the girl with pitifully low physical fitness.

The girl then sat down, leaned back on the sofa to relax, placed her hands on her lap, and pretended to close her eyes to rest, letting out a sigh of relief.

The two didn't have to wait long before hotel staff knocked on the door and pushed a food cart, placing the exquisite food on a small table for two in the restaurant.

After the other party said goodbye and left, Cheng Fei and Shen Xi sat down to enjoy lunch.

Perhaps because she was really hungry after expending her energy, the girl buried her head and ate very attentively.

As the boy devoured his favorite roasted pigeon leg, he watched the girl in front of him chew her food, her snow-white cheeks puffing out slightly.

"Disgusting." The girl noticed his gaze out of the corner of her eye, and her soft, delicate little feet, having taken off their over-the-knee socks and put on slippers, attacked him from under the table.

"Teacher Shen's face is so round, it always looks so delicious, I want to suck on it." The boy put a mouthful of sweet and smooth mashed potatoes into his mouth, wondering if the girl's face was even bigger than that.

"As someone who already has a girlfriend, how dare you say such things to your ex-girlfriend?" The girl covered her mouth and narrowed her eyes.

"Isn't Teacher Shen playing the role of my girlfriend right now?"

"That's just acting, stop playing word games." The girl glared at him and continued eating.

"Even if you don't want to kiss, can't you at least let me give you a little kiss on the cheek?" The boy smacked his lips.

"First, stop dreaming. Second, and definitely don't use those kinds of phrases that make me want to vomit, or you'll never get a chance to touch their face." The girl was even more disgusted.

“But Teacher Shen’s round face really reminds people of rice cakes, mochi, and glutinous rice balls. It’s so appealing that you want to take a bite.” The boy first said thoughtfully, then shook his head and sighed.

"Shut up, I'm really going to throw up." The girl covered her mouth even more tightly.

"It's just stating the facts. If Teacher Shen doesn't like it, that's fine." The boy then focused on finishing his food.

The girl's eyes flickered as she stared at him, then she kicked him under the table. "Answer me, did Cheng Feiyu dream about the petite Shen Xi again this morning?"

"Did you think you were considering letting me have a kiss?" The boy looked up, stunned.

"Nobody here would think about that kind of thing." The girl's face tightened, as if she was deliberately putting on a serious expression to stop him from making those thoughts.

"There's no need to bring up the petite Shen Xi," the boy shook his head.

"Otherwise, what was Cheng Feiyu doing sneaking around on top of it this morning?" The girl's sharp gaze pierced him.

"I was looking for an opportunity to assault Teacher Shen." The boy lowered his head as if admitting his crime.

The girl shivered involuntarily and kicked him hard, saying, "Don't talk nonsense. Cheng Feiyu was clearly looking under the bed."

"I was just looking at Teacher Shen's shoes." The boy pursed his lips and continued to confess his crime.

"There's a limit to being perfunctory. I can accept regular shoes, but what's so great about hotel slippers?" The girl said, both disdainful and annoyed.

"I want to see everything Teacher Shen wore. I'm that obsessed with Teacher Shen." The boy felt guilty.

The girl squinted at him for a few seconds, then lowered her eyes, picked up her chopsticks, and seemed to give up. "Forget it, I can't get any answers from you anyway."

"Don't be discouraged, Teacher Shen," the boy said with sympathy.

The girl ate without looking up.

"Are you angry?" the boy asked hesitantly.

no response.

"Teacher Shen." The boy tried again.

Still no response.

"Teacher Shen, I have a request now, please cooperate obediently." The boy thought for a moment and then became serious.

The girl paused, still not looking at him.

"I'd like Teacher Shen to serve me while I eat," the boy said, as if making a request to a restaurant waiter.

The girl's eyelids twitched, and she suddenly looked up at him, her voice cold and barely suppressed, "What nonsense is Cheng Feiyu spouting? There's a limit to being blinded by lust. How can you serve someone while we're eating?"

“It’s very simple, Ms. Shen, just extend it.” The boy looked at her.

"What's sticking out?" The girl frowned.

The boy remained calm and said, "Of course, they're small and soft."

"Shut up." The girl interrupted him with an air of absolute authority, clenching her teeth and staring at the tablecloth as if it held some hateful creature.

The boy watched her wait.

The girl took a deep breath, her flat chest heaving violently. She swallowed hard and gritted her teeth, muttering, "You hopeless rat. I wonder how much more despicable you'll become. You even prey on me during mealtimes. Oh well, oh well, I owe you my life anyway, what can I do?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her pretty little face turned icy cold. She continued eating, and apart from her little hand holding the chopsticks trembling slightly, there wasn't much change on the surface.

Unseen by others, this small, soft creature moves silently.

The boy continued to devour his food with a sense of smug satisfaction, while admiring the exquisite little face that occasionally glared at him.

Lunch is over.

The girl seemed to have thorns on her feet, and with stiff steps, she disappeared into the bathroom of the second bedroom.

She returned to the boy after some time, and without the knee-high socks, the slender and elegant artwork was dazzlingly white.

She sat down next to the boy, first covering her mouth and yawning with a tired expression, then pinching her brow.

"Is the little cutie sleepy?" the boy observed her.

"Mm." The girl nodded slightly.

"Then go to sleep?"

The girl looked at him expressionlessly.

"Is there something on my face?" the boy asked, puzzled.

"Cheng Feiyu, listen carefully." The girl subtly turned her face away, her eyes flickering.

"OK?"

"I'm tired, I don't want to do anything this afternoon." The girl raised her chin towards the wall, her tone as if announcing something important.

"So you're not cooperating?" the boy asked nonchalantly.

"Anyway, Cheng Feiyu is only eyeing the legs." The girl glanced at him, her brows furrowed as if making a difficult decision, and swallowed. "Then... you can play by yourself. As long as it doesn't affect my rest, it's up to you."

After the casually spoken words, silence fell over the room.

in the afternoon.

The bell rang for the end of the last get out of class, and the quiet classroom became noisy.

Nagasaki Asuna quickly gathered her things, picked up her bag, stood up, and greeted the well-behaved girl in the seat in front of her, "Shuangshuang, I'm leaving now, bye-bye~"

"Okay, bye-bye." Ye Shuang remained seated, watching her leave with light steps.

Just looking at her back gives me a cheerful feeling.