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

"It's not that it's impossible." The girl subconsciously curled the corners of her lips into a smile, yet she was inexplicably wary.

"Then drink it." The boy pushed the wine glass up high.

"What do you mean?" Lin Xuanqi became increasingly suspicious.

465. Cheng Fei's Continuing Education - Lin Xuanqi

"Nothing, I just wanted to get you drunk." The boy shrugged.

Lin Xuanqi stared at him in silence for a second, then frowned, seemingly displeased. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

After saying that, the girl picked up the champagne glass, sipped it down in one gulp as it rolled down her fair, delicate neck, and a faint blush appeared on her naturally beautiful face. She turned to the waiter and said, "Give me another glass."

A waiter wearing white gloves immediately came over with a bottle of wine and bowed to refill the girl's glass.

Under the boy's raised eyebrow and watchful gaze, the girl nonchalantly took another big gulp of her drink, put down her glass, glared at him, and said with a captivating charm, "What are you looking at? Hurry up and eat."

So, half an hour later, Lin Xuanqi, who had drunk three glasses of champagne, and the boy walked hand in hand toward the parking lot.

Before getting into the car, the young man pinched her chin and looked her over. Her face, which was usually flushed with arrogance, turned red and became even more charming and beautiful than usual.

The boy leaned in and tasted the champagne. "Xuanqi, are you drunk?"

"Drunk my foot! I can hold my liquor perfectly well, hehe." Lin Xuanqi laughed with a smug look of someone who had pulled off a prank.

"Huh?" The boy's disappointment was written all over his face.

The girl's lips curled into a smile. "You really want me to get drunk? What do you plan to do if I'm drunk?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to take the opportunity to have some fun," the boy said seriously.

"What do you mean by 'just playing around'?" Lin Xuanqi raised an eyebrow.

"It's like this first, then like this." The boy gestured with an unclear but seemingly fierce expression.

"I knew you weren't up to any good." The girl raised her eyebrows and pinched his waist.

"Ouch... Wife, I was wrong."

"However," the girl changed the subject, revealing a malicious smile, "it's not impossible for my husband to have fun if he wants to. How about we go back and have a couple of drinks together?"

“No problem, let’s go.” The boy’s expression hardened, and he put his arm around the girl as they got into the car.

On the way back to Yushuiyuan, Lin Xuanqi stretched in the passenger seat, followed by two soft sounds of uniform shoes hitting the ground as the girl put her feet on the windshield.

The young man driving caught a glimpse of her shapely legs, almost completely exposed, encased in thin black pantyhose, and coughed lightly, "Xuanqi, this isn't safe for you."

"What's unsafe about it? Just drive carefully." Lin Xuanqi rolled her eyes at him.

"You're making it difficult for me to drive properly."

"Can't stand seeing legs? Pathetic." Lin Xuanqi's lips curled into a malicious smile.

"It would be fine at other times, but now you're wearing your school uniform, and the skirt is all sagging down." The boy glanced sideways while driving.

"Honey~ do you really like it when I wear a school uniform?" Lin Xuanqi twisted her body, turned to face the driver's seat, and smiled with interest. Her legs, curled up, were taut in pantyhose, the texture of which was like silky milk chocolate, making her even more eye-catching.

"Sakura's school uniform design is really too meticulous. The tens of thousands of yuan spent on school uniforms every year is definitely not a waste of money," the boy sighed.

Fortunately, he got in on a full scholarship; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to afford that amount of money back then.

"Do you like the clothes or me?" Lin Xuanqi's face showed displeasure.

"Of course it's you," the boy said without hesitation.

"Then let me ask you, this afternoon, were my legs prettier, or Shen Xi's legs prettier?" The girl stared at his face.

“Shen Xi has no meat on her bones, I don’t think that’s acceptable,” the boy said immediately.

"Cheng Fei, you mean I'm fatter than her, right?" Lin Xuanqi's smile turned dangerous.

"What do you mean by fat? She's like an underdeveloped firewood stick, and she's always giving people attitude. If you had a good figure, you could easily take on ten of her." The boy said with an air of absolute certainty.

"Ha, men's words are deceitful. Cheng Fei, if you didn't think she was pretty, why did you get together with her in the first place?"

"The past is the past, and the present is the present. Rationally speaking, she's not bad among girls, but she's not as good as you. If you're jealous, please respect the facts. You're prettier than her." The boy's tone was resolute.

"You're so glib. I can't be bothered to waste my breath on you. Just call me when we get there." Lin Xuanqi rolled her eyes, closed them to rest, and stopped looking at him.

The Panamera slowly drove into the Royal Water Garden, a secluded detached house located on the banks of the Huangpu River.

I opened the front door; the house was quiet.

Cheng Fei entered the living room before Lin Xuanqi, went to the bar cabinet in the corner, took out a bottle to look at the label, and said without turning his head, "Xuanqi, do you want to drink Lafite or Howling Eagle?"

Lin Xuanqi followed behind, hands on her hips, staring at him with a puzzled expression. "Is this your home?"

"Isn't this my house?" The boy turned around, looking genuinely surprised. "Could you please add my name to the property certificate later?"

"You wish." Lin Xuanqi threw herself onto the sofa, crossed one leg, and said, "Let's open a bottle of Romanée-Conti. I remember we have a bottle from 1990."

“Okay, but what is Condi? I don’t know it.” The boy checked them one by one.

"I thought you knew a lot about wine. Romanée-Conti, red wine. Find it yourself." Lin Xuanqi scoffed, looking up at the ceiling and reciting a name.

Cheng Fei spent a few minutes finding the wine, then took a wine glass, decanter, and corkscrew from the kitchen. He went to Lin Xuanqi and poured the wine into the open decanter.

While waiting to sober up, the boy tasted the girl.

Afterwards, Cheng Fei poured a glass for himself and Lin Xuanqi. The young man swirled the glass, took a casual sip, and didn't feel anything special. "Is this wine very expensive?"

Lin Xuanqi looked dazed, her arm instinctively held across her chest. She took a sip and said, "It's alright, two or three hundred thousand."

"Oh, then I'm relieved." The boy nodded casually, his hand holding the wine glass tilting slightly.

The pomegranate-red, icy liquor splashed onto Lin Xuanqi's pantyhose, jolting her awake. She glared at the boy, "Cheng Fei! What are you doing?"

"Let's drink." The boy lowered his head.

Soon, the anger in Lin Xuanqi's eyes faded, and she became less lucid, tilting her head back to drink the red wine in her glass in one gulp.

The boy took a moment to pour her a drink, pushed the glass to her lips, and then lowered his head.

The girl looked down at the boy, her eyes slightly narrowed and alluring. After a moment of silence, she tilted her head back and poured herself a drink. As soon as she finished, the boy poured her another one.

This cycle didn't last long before Lin Xuanqi's face turned as red as wine from her neck to her ears. Her moist eyes stared at the ceiling, her expression unfocused.

The boy, who had been busy all day, looked up, cupped her intoxicating little face, and first gently stroked the corners of her flushed eyes. His once haughty eyes were now completely unguarded. He then moved to her alluring lips, touched the corner of her mouth, and gazed at her as he whispered, "Xuanqi, it's your turn. You have to be good today and don't bite anyone, understand?"

"Husband, so all you wanted after all this time?" Lin Xuanqi, half-drunk, smiled seductively. "Alright, I'll grant your wish today."

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl left the sofa, her knees, encased in semi-transparent black stockings, landing on the carpet.

466. Cheng Fei has caught a cold again.

A haughty girl with cascading black hair exudes the aroma of wine. Dressed in the Sakura school uniform, she kneels, her face alluring and her figure graceful.

She buried her head for a moment, then glanced up at the young man whose gaze was fixed on her face. Half-drunk, she smiled charmingly, "Husband, am I really that good-looking that you can't even blink?"

"Xuanqi, your face was born for this kind of thing." The young man gently stroked her flushed eyes, his greed undisguised.

Even though the girl was in a lower position, her long-lashed eyes still exuded a superior air, and her naturally beautiful features were like a meticulously sculpted work of art. Every frown and smile carried a majestic and awe-inspiring presence.

Lin Xuanqi's pupils contracted under the boy's gaze, her heart inexplicably raced, and she felt an indescribable sensation. Her cheeks flushed, and the drunken blush deepened.

She lowered her head again. "Pah, I owe you something, and only you would dare to treat me like this."

"What's wrong? You don't want to?" The boy pinched her burning earlobe.

"They're willing~ alright?" Lin Xuanqi trembled as if she'd been electrocuted, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a smile.

"Xuanqi, look up."

The girl, who had just lowered her head, did as he was told, only to find that the boy had pointed his own phone at her face. After the screen automatically recognized her face and unlocked, the boy took the phone back.

"What are you going to do?" Lin Xuanqi felt uneasy. The thought of taking back her phone swirled in her mind. She didn't have the strength to break free from the hand pressing on the back of her head to carry out the order, and subconsciously continued to obey.

"I'll make a note of this for you, so you can look at it yourself later." The boy pointed his phone camera at her with great interest.

"Record your head, Cheng Fei, don't..."

Lin Xuanqi's actions and words of snatching the phone ended with a forceful shove of her head, the pain in her thick, long hair sending shivers down her spine.

"Xuanqi, be a good girl and listen to me. I won't hurt you." The boy's soft voice coaxed her gently, as if he were stroking her head, but his actions were anything but gentle.

Lin Xuanqi glanced upwards out of the corner of her eye, and faced with this boy who had already left countless marks on her, making her unable to resist, the strange feeling in her heart intensified.

In the hazy state brought on by alcohol, the girl let down her last defenses, completely surrendering herself to the other person's control, and succumbing to indescribable feelings.

……

The next day.

Lin Xuanqi slowly opened her eyes while lying on her side.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was a lawn and courtyard bathed in the morning light, and further away was the ever-flowing Huangpu River. As a faint, almost imperceptible aroma of wine wafted into her nostrils, a flood of hazy memories rushed into the young girl's mind.

Her memories captured on camera...

Lin Xuanqi's expression changed, and she reached out to search for her phone, quickly finding it on the bedside table. She opened the photo album and clicked on the latest video, which was more than ten minutes long.

As some unspeakable sounds emanated from the phone, the girl stared at herself on the screen, being used wantonly as some kind of tool. Her pupils contracted, and her face flushed red and then turned pale.

Just then, the door opened, and a boy carrying a tray walked into the room as if nothing had happened. With his messy black hair and loose school uniform shirt revealing his collarbone, he looked like a top male escort at a nightclub catering to women.

Lin Xuanqi watched the boy walk towards her, her expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

"Good morning, my lovely Xuanqi. What kind of expression is that?" The boy placed a pleasingly presented plate containing fried eggs, sausages, and bread slices on the bedside table and leaned closer to the girl.

Lin Xuanqi gritted her teeth, raised one foot, and pressed it against the boy's face.

"Xuanqi, what's wrong with you?" The boy's voice was muffled because his mouth was covered.

"What did you take pictures of with my phone? I'm asking you!" Lin Xuanqi frowned, her tone displeased.

"Xuanqi, are you angry? You can't just agree to something and then go back on your word and blame me now that you've come to your senses, right?" The young man held her delicate, snow-white feet in his hand, his expression serious.

"I promise you my foot! I was drunk last night! So you took advantage of me and did that?" Lin Xuanqi glared at him.

"Why are you being so fierce? If you don't like it, just delete it." The boy said nonchalantly, climbing down along the jade-like feet.

As Lin Xuanqi was gradually approached, her eyes flickered. "Cheng Fei, I'm warning you, this won't happen again! Do you hear me?"

"mean."

"You little brat, get lost, I have to go to the company this afternoon." The girl tried to kick him away, only to find that her kick was like throwing a meat bun at a dog.

"What does what happened this afternoon have to do with this morning?" The boy made no attempt to hide his intentions.

"Aren't you going to class?!"

"I took half a day off to spend time with you, are you happy?"

"You're kidding me! If you don't get first place in the grade next time, you'll be sorry!"

"Sigh, it's something anyone can do."

"Don't touch me, get away from me! I told you to get out, didn't you hear me?!"

"Xuanqi, why are you so scared? You're so cute like this."

"Cute my foot! My back is killing me! Don't you care about me at all?"

"Of course it hurts, so I will be gentle and obedient, Xuanqi."

"Cheng Fei! You..."

……

At noon, the silver Panamera departed from Yushuiyuan and returned to Yinghua.

During his lunch break, Cheng Fei walked into the quiet and empty classroom and, as usual, sat down at his seat to read.

Not long after, the petite girl carrying math problems came to the boy's side and pulled up an empty chair next to her to sit down.

"Cheng Fei, Cheng Fei, you've caught a cold again. Are you alright?" Zhou Han leaned forward, blinking her round eyes as she observed the boy, her face showing concern.