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

"You scoundrel, you're still pretending! The comics in here are totally... you're deliberately trying to trick me into looking at them!" The obedient girl seemed to finally understand everything, and her voice trembled.

"It's nothing, right? Master Ye's comics also talked about these things before." The boy leaned closer to the beautiful, frightened face.

"Stop talking nonsense! The comic I brought isn't like this at all!" The obedient girl lowered her head abruptly, avoiding eye contact, her eyes starting to redden, looking aggrieved as if she had been tricked again.

"Master Ye, there's no need to be so nervous. It's just a comic book after all." The boy pressed her shoulder, coaxing her gently. "Really not going to keep reading? It's quite good, isn't it?"

"Don't think I don't know. You made me look at these comics because you want me to, to..." She couldn't finish her sentence. Her hands twisted nervously as she stared intently at her curled-up legs, as if she wanted to bury her head in them and hide.

"The punishment is over. From now on, as long as Master Ye is unwilling, I will absolutely not force Master Ye to do anything. Master Ye can go to sleep when he has seen enough, how about that?" The young man spoke righteously and sternly.

The obedient girl shifted her gaze, her expression still uneasy. "You're not lying to me?"

"When have I ever lied to Master Ye?" the young man said without a hint of guilt.

"You scumbag, you've been lying to me all the time..." The girl swallowed hard, then cautiously looked up at the icon on the tablet, as if it possessed some forbidden yet alluring magic.

"That's too much. If Master Ye wants to read, then go ahead. Right now, I just want to keep Master Ye company while he reads comics." The young man smiled, as if watching the young lady of a noble family curled up in his arms reading comics was already a pleasure.

"Then you're not allowed to move your hands around." The obedient girl looked down again, as if worried about something.

"I won't move around." The boy tightened his grip on her waist, expressing his determination.

"Well... I'll keep watching." Ye Shuang shifted her gaze back to the screen and lightly tapped the pink icon with her fingertip.

The software process was still running, and the screen returned to where the two had been looking.

The demure goddess's expression became unnatural again, unaware that her beautiful face was gradually turning red.

She continued clicking to turn the page.

After the first interaction between the male and female protagonists, there is a large shot depicting the female protagonist's face.

The way she covered her mouth, looking like she was about to cry, felt very familiar.

Ye Shuang's gaze gradually lost focus and became empty. After thinking for a moment, she spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "Scumbag."

"Huh?" the boy observed her.

"Was I... like that just now?" The obedient girl lowered her head, so he couldn't see her expression.

"No." The boy replied without hesitation.

The obedient girl suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Ye is much cuter than in the comics," the boy added casually.

"?!" The obedient girl looked as if she had been struck by a heavy blow.

"Master Ye, shall we continue watching?" The young man gently stroked her through her T-shirt; the girl's flat stomach had not an ounce of fat.

The obedient girl trembled slightly, uttered a barely audible "hmm," and clicked to turn the page.

The following chapters of the comic spiral relentlessly downwards into an even more dire situation.

The striking perspective combined with the exquisite artwork, despite being just a black and white image, makes one's heart surge the moment their eyes are drawn to it.

Despite the meager amount of text, the obedient girl read it very slowly, as if every image exuded a fatal attraction, compelling her to carefully peruse it bit by bit.

This girl was completely immersed in the world of comics, seemingly oblivious to what was happening around her. So when the boy silently moved his finger to confirm certain facts, she seemed completely unaware and unresponsive.

After a long while, Ye Shuang finally finished reading the short comic. She blinked as she looked at the final behind-the-scenes footage, as if waking from a dream.

"Master Ye, have you finished reading?" Cheng Fei still had his arm around her waist.

"I've finished reading it." The obedient girl felt inexplicably guilty.

"How about we watch something else?" the boy asked seriously.

Ye Shuang paused for a second, then snapped back to reality and shook her head vigorously, "I'm not watching anymore, I'm sleepy."

"Then go to sleep? It's good to go to sleep early." The young man gently patted her head.

"Hmm." The girl quickly turned off the tablet, letting out a sigh of relief, then lowered her head, biting her lip tightly, her eyes flickering.

The boy moved the tablet away and observed her thoughtful expression from above.

After a moment, the obedient girl realized she was being stared at. She tucked her hands in front of her, looked up, and said in a barely audible panic, "You jerk, stop staring at me!"

"What is Master Ye thinking?" the boy asked, his curiosity seemingly innocent.

"What are you thinking about?" The obedient girl paused for a moment, then suddenly became alert, her small body curling up even more. "I'm not thinking about anything, don't ask me any strange questions!"

"Is that so?" The boy smacked his lips and nodded lightly. "Then let's go to sleep."

After saying that, he simply let her go from his arms and moved her to the inside of the single bed against the wall. He then got up and put the tablet on the table to charge.

Ye Shuang watched the boy's retreating figure, blinked, and her dark eyes became slightly moist, her eyes reddening.

A look of disappointment flashed across her face. When the boy turned back, she quickly lowered her head, grabbed the hem of her oversized T-shirt and pulled it up to her legs, trying to cover as much of her body as possible. Then she lay down facing the wall, her legs together and slightly curled up, just like the previous times she stayed overnight in the rented room.

"Are the lights off?" the boy asked from behind her.

After the girl responded, the boy pressed the switch, plunging the room into darkness.

Then, amidst rustling sounds, the boy lay down as well.

On the cramped single bed, the two could inevitably feel each other's body temperature, and even their breathing could be clearly heard.

"Master Ye?"

"Ok?"

"It should be okay to hold him while he sleeps, right?"

"Then you're not allowed to take advantage of this situation."

"Don't worry."

After the conversation ended, the boy rolled over, hugged her small body from behind, and then stopped moving.

Where the boy couldn't see, Ye Shuang blinked as she stared at the wall in front of her. The content of the comic she had just read was still lingering in the obedient girl's mind, and she couldn't shake it off even if she closed her eyes tightly.

The girl twisted her legs slightly, bit her pink lips, and a look of anxious unease crossed her face.

The night view of Academy City flowed in through the window, with faint noises and car sounds, but otherwise the room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The boy behind her seemed to be really asleep.

After a long while, Ye Shuang tried calling out, "Scumbag."

"What's wrong with Master Ye?" the boy asked sleepily.

"Don't think I don't know, you just touched me secretly." The obedient girl's voice trembled slightly.

"I didn't do anything!" the boy said, sounding wronged, his hand on her waist twitching as if to prove his innocence.

"I was talking about when we were reading comics, and you still won't admit it." The girl gritted her teeth, getting a little anxious.

"That was just..." the boy said sheepishly, "I was just a little curious about Master Ye's condition, so I checked. I'm sorry, Master Ye, please don't be angry."

"It's all your fault, now I..." The girl's voice was tinged with grievance, "...can't even sleep."

“Master Ye, you were already in that state before I touched you, so you can’t blame me for that.”

"It's all your fault, you scoundrel!"

"What does Master Ye want me to do?"

"..."

"Master Ye?"

"..."

"Fell asleep?"

"It's all your fault!"

"Then I'll take responsibility, okay?"

"How are you going to take responsibility?" The obedient girl's voice faltered slightly.

"Well, that's on the condition that Master Ye agrees. After all, I already said that the punishment is over and I won't force Master Ye," the young man said righteously.

"You!" The girl sniffed.

"Why is Master Ye crying again?"

"You deliberately made me look at those comics, and you said you wouldn't force me... It was all a trick of yours!" The obedient girl's accusation was tinged with tears, like a female knight in the forest who only realized she had been led into a trap by the enemy when her hands and feet were bound by vines, and then regretted it deeply.

"Sigh, Master Ye, that's too much," the young man sighed. "In that case, I'll take responsibility for Master Ye, okay?"

"You scumbag, don't do anything reckless!" The girl panicked even more.

"Never mind then, I'm going to sleep." The boy withdrew his hand in a second and respectfully put his arm around her waist.

As soon as the words were spoken, the obedient girl, who had been curled up facing the wall, widened her eyes, revealing an extremely conflicted and humiliated expression.

949. Cheng Fei's order is

In the darkness, time ticked by, second by second.

Ye Shuang could clearly feel Cheng Fei's even breathing from behind. It seemed that the boy had really gone to sleep after speaking, without moving at all.

The obedient girl stared at the wall in front of her, biting her lip tightly, tears welling up in her eyes, her expression unreadable, as if she were wronged or something else.

Finally, a faint sob was heard in the quiet room.

"Master Ye, why are you suddenly crying? Did you have a nightmare?" The boy seemed to wake up with a start, his tone full of surprise.

Ye Shuang suddenly turned over, her tearful eyes meeting his. They were so close they could smell each other's warm breath.

"You scumbag, you have to take responsibility!" The obedient girl grabbed his arm, her voice trembling with tears, somewhere between relentless pleading and utterly despondent.

"Master Ye, you've finally come to your senses?" The young man just looked at her without moving.

"Anyway, I can't beat you in a fight, and I'll still fall for your tricks. I'll be bullied by you for the rest of my life." The obedient girl's voice trembled, and she was even more upset, as if she could already foresee her future life in which she would be powerless to resist.

The boy looked at her and chuckled, "There's no need to be so pessimistic. I won't use violence against Master Ye, nor will I lie to him."

As he spoke, he brushed aside the girl's hair that had fallen onto her face and gently stroked her beautiful face, which was so close to his.

"Say what you will, but I always end up being taken advantage of by you, and it's getting worse and worse. I'll be done for by you sooner or later!" The obedient girl glared at him, her tone even more upset.

The boy couldn't help but chuckle at her endearing appearance.

"You're still laughing! Are you feeling smug?" The girl was a little embarrassed and angry, and she grabbed his arm tightly with her small hand.

"That's not what I meant." The boy quickly pursed his lips, composed himself, and gently stroked her head. "But my little crybaby, Teacher Ye, is just too adorable."

"I'm not a crybaby!" The obedient girl's tone was utterly unconvincing.

"Alright, then no matter what, Master Ye, don't you want to fall into my hands?" The young man moved closer to her, so that their foreheads touched.

Ye Shuang's heart skipped a beat, her eyes widened slightly, then her gaze flickered, she stamped her foot in the air, and said anxiously, "Scumbag, don't say such nonsense, I'll let you have your way."

He lowered his head halfway through his speech, and his voice disappeared.

"Let me?" The boy cupped her face in his hands.

"I'll make you take responsibility for me." The obedient girl sobbed, tears sliding down her cheeks, shimmering in the dim light from the window.

"I know, don't cry. I'll take responsibility for Master Ye. Master Ye, you've worked hard reading comics." The boy smiled and leaned close to the tear-streaked face, making brief contact before pulling away.

“You scumbag, you’re not allowed to…” The obedient girl stared at him, her expression filled with anxiety.

"I won't do anything excessive, don't worry, I just want Master Ye to be able to sleep well." The young man continued to gently stroke her head.

Ye Shuang's unease did not lessen in the slightest. Staring into the void, she swallowed hard, curled up her legs as if afraid of something, glanced at the boy one last time, slowly closed her eyes, and whispered, "Then... hurry up."

The young man looked at the well-bred young lady in front of him, who was acting as if she wanted to be treated as she pleased. He paused for a second, then pulled her into his arms and took control of her petite body, which was just right in every way.

Afterwards, for some reason, the boy recalled several times the scene of peeling pomelos for the girl. When the crystal-clear pink flesh was opened, it would make some pleasant sounds. It seemed that such soft sounds could be heard in the rented room.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Cheng Fei covered his face.

Ye Shuang's eyes were red and teary, her chest heaving rapidly beneath her oversized T-shirt, her fists clenched, staring intently at the boy in front of her, as if she had suffered a great injustice.