What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

The news she mentioned was displayed on the phone screen.

"Where did you take that from?" An Chen asked, his face full of questions.

He observed that Jiu Ge's movements were very natural, performed entirely in one go.

"Well... the phone was buried underneath." Jiuge pursed her lips.

There's something odd about the questions An Chen asked.

It seems to have some other meaning?

“Mm.” An Chen nodded.

“You’ve changed,” he concluded.

“What have I changed into? And we were just talking about air conditioning…” Jiu Ge straightened up and leaned her head on An Chen’s shoulder.

“You’ve become lazy.” An Chen raised his hand and pulled Jiu Ge into his arms.

If it were the old Jiuge, everything would definitely be placed neatly where it should be.

At least I would never let anything that would make me uncomfortable poke my body.

"..." Jiuge raised her chin and stared at An Chen with dissatisfaction.

"I know about what you just said about people dying or melting from the heat outside. But what does that have to do with air conditioning? You can't exactly install air conditioning outside, can you?" An Chen thought for a moment and quickly steered the conversation back on track.

"If you install an air conditioner outside, I think it should be set to at least zero degrees Celsius, otherwise it won't be able to withstand the sun."

Jiuge squinted her eyes and reached out to touch the side.

She picked up her phone and checked the temperature.

The weather forecast said the high temperature would be 39 degrees Celsius, but every time Jiuge went out, she could clearly feel that the temperature in the pseudo-capital was at least 40 degrees Celsius.

In previous years when it wasn't this hot, the housekeeper went out to take temperatures and came back saying it had reached 40 degrees Celsius.

Jiuge didn't understand the principle behind weather forecast broadcasts.

“Your statement is invalid.” An Chen lowered his head and poked Jiu Ge’s face.

"Part of the reason it's so hot now is because we're using air conditioning too much indoors." After thinking for a moment, he tapped Jiuge's forehead again.

That's not what I meant.

This time, Jiuge didn't even utter a sound.

“If all parts of the world could accept and effectively utilize metaphysics and magic, I think such accidents might not happen.” She said this with an unusually calm expression.

At least there will be far fewer news stories like the one we see today that are so heartbreaking.

“This argument is also difficult to substantiate.” An Chen’s expression turned serious.

“After all, there are only a few people who can use metaphysics, and half of those few are probably charlatans.” As he spoke, he gently poked Jiuge’s face again.

In things like metaphysics and magic, talent is very important.

Most people who want to learn these skills will find it difficult to master them and make any breakthroughs, no matter how hard they try.

"A metaphor for a fortune-telling stall outside?" Jiu Ge rubbed her face against An Chen's neck.

After she felt An Chen's breathing become heavier, she suddenly jumped up from his arms.

"..." An Chen didn't speak, but just stared intently at Jiu Ge who was fleeing in panic.

"What do you mean by this? You flirted with me and then ran away?" He smirked.

"No, I need to check the news again." Jiuge tiptoed and picked up the notebook from the coffee table.

She quickly turned on the computer, tucked her legs in, sat on a small stool, and began searching for related news.

Through the past few days of cuddling, hugging, and dating with An Chen, Jiu Ge inadvertently discovered that there is more information online than on television.

Many things that are not reported on television can be found online, often in greater detail and with more specific information.

It's a bit strange, though, that some news articles disappear from the internet within two hours of being published.

“Actually, when I went to the nearest vegetable market today, I saw a fresh spirit. It should be a pseudo-capital person.” An Chen took out a large bottle of yogurt from the refrigerator.

He unscrewed the lid and placed the yogurt on the coffee table.

“Your long legs and this little stool don’t match.” He glanced at Jiu Ge’s tightly hunched legs and frowned slightly.

"Huh? People in the pseudo-capital also died from the heat?" Jiuge turned around, her expression incredulous.

It seems that this hasn't been reported in online news.

I searched for news about the pseudo-capital, and the results were about a family in the pseudo-capital drying potato slices outside, only to find that the potato slices turned into dried potatoes after a few hours.

"Well, his spiritual state is not bad." An Chen smiled wryly.

"..." Jiuge remained silent.

Her gaze returned to the laptop screen, and she sighed.

"By the way, what's that under your notebook?" Seeing that Jiu Ge's mood had turned somber, An Chen quickly changed the subject.

Upon hearing this, Milk Candy gracefully hopped onto the coffee table with cat-like steps.

It stretched out its paw and scratched at the sheet under Jiuge's notebook.

"Don't touch it." Jiuge waved her hand and quickly shooed the milk candy away.

She held the sheet in her arms as if it were a precious treasure.

Cats are great creatures in every way, except they are too curious and their excrement smells quite strong.

"So what is it?" An Chen looked down and examined Jiu Ge.

"Don't look at my chest." Jiuge hugged her even tighter.

“…I was looking at that form,” An Chen quickly explained.

"This is... the form for registering you for the exam." Jiuge breathed a sigh of relief.

After hesitating for a moment, she handed the form in her hand to An Chen.

“Oh…” An Chen took the order with a puzzled look on his face.

It's just an exam registration form for joining the association, right? Why are you being so secretive, afraid of being seen?

"Um... I accidentally filled it out for you." Jiuge muttered softly.

“Mm.” An Chen nodded.

"Let me make one thing clear: I haven't been spying on you or anything like that," Jiuge emphasized.

“…” An Chen sensed something was wrong.

He flipped the registration form over, his expression growing increasingly strange.

Although Jiuge's handwriting is beautiful, upon closer inspection of the content, it's clear that all the information, from her ID number and height to her weight and even the names of her elementary, middle, and high school homeroom teachers, is filled in completely and without any errors.

“I don’t think this is about peeping or not.” An Chen turned his head and glanced at Jiu Ge.

It's... a bit perverted?

Jiuge's expression became very complicated: "Oh, and also, have you and Uncle Knight figured out anything from the contents of that notebook?"

She hurriedly changed the subject.

Chapter 240 Bring the pillow over too (Seeking monthly votes and subscriptions)

night.

After taking a shower, An Chen, clutching his air-conditioned blanket, confidently knocked on Jiu Ge's door.

"..."

After waiting for a long time, there was still no movement from Jiuge's side.

It was as if they were really asleep or couldn't hear.

"Jiuge?" After glancing at his phone and confirming that it was still early, An Chen called out softly.

"Are you suffering from heatstroke? Or have you fainted from the heat?" He planned to just find an excuse to open the door and go in.

We happened to have talked about the sad and cruel topic of people dying from heatstroke during the day.

Choosing this reason to run into Jiuge's room is very appropriate.

"The air conditioner is set to 26 degrees Celsius, how could I possibly get heatstroke!" Jiuge's voice was very panicked.

It's all over, everything is over.

In the morning, An Chen discovered that she had secretly learned all the other person's information.

Now, not only will the fact that I secretly studied An Chen's space be discovered, but it will also probably be discovered that I secretly accessed all of An Chen's files at school, climbed into An Chen's bed in the middle of the night, and secretly used a soft ruler to make precise measurements of An Chen's body.

Jiuge had always wanted to know about An Chen.

However, because of the ambiguous words spoken by the phantom clone not long ago, she has become increasingly hesitant to ask directly.

After much thought, Jiuge could only secretly use other methods to investigate and learn more about An Chen.

Moreover, due to some kind of talent, she only glanced at it and inadvertently memorized all of An Chen's information.

"Then why didn't you open the door and pretended to be asleep?" An Chen reached out and knocked on Jiu Ge's door again.

"You...you read the exam registration form I filled out...and said...you said you wanted to come over today and try sleeping with me once..." Jiuge stammered, still unwilling to open the door.

“But you know me so well, you can even recite my ID number fluently, which means you really want to know me better, right?” An Chen bluntly stated his deduction.

"Will we understand each other better if we sleep in the same bed?" Jiu Ge's heart pounded faster and faster.

Right now, her little heart is about to jump out of her throat.

"At least I can tell that you actually want to sleep in the same bed with me," An Chen said shamelessly.

"How did you know..." Jiuge quickly stopped mid-sentence.

"It's an accident that I remembered your ID number. You know I have a photographic memory!" Her voice grew louder as she felt guilty.

"Shh." An Chen quickly shushed him.

"If you speak any louder, all the neighbors will know what you've done," he reminded them with a wicked grin.