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

"It's just that I guessed right three times in a row. Although the probability is not high, it's normal to get lucky once in a while, right? You know, there have been people in history who..." The boy held up a finger.

"Shut up." The girl interrupted without any politeness. "Fine, we can keep rambling on and on. If Cheng Feiyu doesn't admit it, then let's continue."

She started shaking the water glass again, then took a deep breath, her face showing displeasure like a gambler who refused to admit defeat. "If I guess right this time, I'll satisfy Cheng Feiyu's filthy fantasies with over-the-knee socks, just like last time."

"Teacher Shen, first of all, I'm really not that interested in over-the-knee socks." The boy sighed in silence.

"Guess." The girl held up her water glass, ignoring his comment.

"Two o'clock?" the boy asked calmly.

The girl glanced at the water glass and sneered, "The probability of guessing correctly in each independent experiment is one in six, and the probability of guessing correctly four times in a row is less than one in a thousand."

"It's that low? Looks like I'm really lucky today." The boy patted his chest with an exaggerated air.

Shen Xi started shaking the water glass again, and the sound of the dice hitting the glass could be clearly heard in the study.

“You guessed right this time.” She paused to think, her cold expression unchanged. “She will take off the white lace style that Cheng Feiyu likes.”

"First of all, I never said anything like that; it was all your assumption." The boy's expression hardened.

"Enough talk, guess." The girl ordered coldly.

The boy thought for a moment, "A little?"

Shen Xi glanced at the result, a cold smile on her face, as if she were a victor. "One in 7776."

"As expected of Teacher Shen, her mental arithmetic is truly impressive." The boy said with admiration.

Shen Xi continued shaking the water glass. "You guessed right this time."

"Ms. Shen," the boy interrupted her cautiously, "it seems you haven't fulfilled what you just said?"

The girl gritted her teeth. "You filthy, disgusting trash, you can't even wait this long."

As she spoke, she temporarily put down her water glass and, with an inexplicably practiced motion, bent down and lifted her legs one by one. Amidst the rustling sounds, something indescribable appeared and then quickly disappeared, which she then grasped in her hand.

Shen Xi straightened up, appearing perfectly normal. Noticing the boy's gaze, she glared at him with a warning look, hiding her clenched hands behind her back.

“Continue, guess right this time.” She picked up her water glass, paused, turned her face away, and her expression became somewhat unnatural. “Give the things from earlier to Cheng Feiyu.”

"Teacher Shen, by the way, you still haven't cashed in on your reward from two years ago." The boy said seriously.

"Trash! We can talk about that kind of thing tonight. Don't you even have that much patience?" The girl was a little annoyed and made no attempt to hide her contempt.

“Those three points,” the boy said quickly.

The girl paused, looked at the water glass in her hand, her pupils contracted, and she felt caught off guard.

"They're not going to renege on their promise, are they?" the boy asked with concern.

"One in 46656." The girl's pure, dark eyes became empty, like an emotionless calculator. Then, with a feeling of disgust, she threw it away forcefully.

Something light and airy hit his face, allowing the boy to catch a faint, delicate fragrance. He caught it and looked at it, but under the girl's gaze, which emanated a subtle but palpable killing intent, he resisted the urge to confirm the familiar scent.

"Teacher Shen, could you wait a few minutes? I suddenly feel like going downstairs to buy a lottery ticket." The boy, holding her things, suddenly realized something.

The girl didn't speak, but responded with the sound of shaking the dice, her small face radiating a chilling aura. "You guessed right this time."

He then shut his mouth and remained motionless.

"Out of ideas?" the boy asked curiously, then leaned back in his chair and sighed comfortably. "Maybe we should just stop here. I really need to go downstairs and buy a lottery ticket."

"If you guess right this time, you'll turn into a snow rabbit." The girl looked away, her voice very soft.

“Teacher Shen, actually my nickname used to be Cheng Daozai, because I was best at identifying dice rolls by sound.” The boy became serious, paused, and then said, “Two.”

"A despicable scoundrel who won't get up early for nothing." The girl stared at him through gritted teeth, then looked down at her water glass, her eyelashes fluttering slightly. "One in 279936."

The boy pursed his lips, looking at her without saying a word.

The girl looked down at him, slowly raising one small hand to the side of her head, raising her index and middle fingers. Her beautiful yet cold face had a calm indifference, yet also seemed to have completely given up thinking, her expression utterly blank.

The girl maintained the position of making bunny ears with one hand and continued shaking the water glass, like a bunny girl dealer in another form.

“You guessed right this time.” She stared at the wall, her teeth clenched, as if she had encountered a difficult problem. She took several deep breaths before speaking in a trembling voice, “You guessed right this time, so give Cheng Feiyu the other white one with lace as well.”

The boy glanced at her flat chest and shook his head. "Teacher Shen, there's really no need for this."

"Trash, you don't want it?" The girl suddenly looked at him, releasing a real, bone-chilling coldness from her body.

"I want it." The boy shivered and sat up straight.

"Then guess." She glanced at her water glass, her expression unusually calm, like a gambler who had lost everything.

"Four o'clock." The boy gritted his teeth, feeling a little guilty.

"One in 1679616".

Hearing her coldly announce the number, the boy breathed a sigh of relief and then stared at her.

The girl lowered her eyes, remained silent for a second, then turned around, placing her hands on her chest, presumably unbuttoning her clothes. She paused, glanced back, and said in a cold, nonchalant voice, "Dare to peek and you'll die."

The boy nodded quickly.

The girl continued her work, and after a moment she turned around. The collar of her school uniform shirt was still buttoned up perfectly. Even though the boy checked carefully, he couldn't see anything unusual on the surface. Noticing his gaze, the girl immediately blocked it with her arm and glared at him fiercely.

Was it really necessary to wear something like this? A question flashed through his mind, a question he was destined to keep buried deep in his heart for the rest of his life.

With a wave of her small hand, the familiar, faint fragrance once again wafted onto his face.

The boy received the item, but didn't dare look at it for long, and quietly put it away.

The girl held a water glass in one hand and crossed the other across her chest, her eyes darting around him as if she were having an internal struggle.

"Teacher Shen, could you please switch my ears?" the boy said calmly.

"Disgusting garbage." The girl reluctantly released her arm that had been blocking her way, placed it back on the side of her head, raised her index and middle fingers, and her cold little face radiated the translucency of fragile glass.

"Cute," the boy exclaimed.

"You guessed right this time." The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, she opened her mouth and then closed it again, her expression becoming troubled.

The boy waited silently for her to continue, wondering what other bargaining chips she had up her sleeve.

The room fell into a deathly silence.

Those stubborn, pink lips finally parted slowly, and she turned her face away, her voice barely a whisper, "This time you guessed right..."

"Teacher Shen, the volume is too low," the boy reminded her at the right moment.

“You guessed right this time.” She took a deep breath, as if she had exerted all her strength, swallowed, and her swan-like neck twitched slightly. “You guessed right this time, so Cheng Feiyu is allowed to approach…”

There was silence again.

"near?"

"Get close to me, the princess, and then tell me all your disgusting and filthy thoughts that can't be shown in the light of day." After she finished speaking, she shivered as if she had caught a chill, raised her chin, glanced at the boy out of the corner of her eye, and then quickly looked away.

The boy paused for a second, then seemed to understand what she meant. His expression became more serious than ever before. "Let's begin."

[Lucky Chaotic Intuition: The world is full of complex and unpredictable events, but there are always exceptions. You are born with keen intuition and are more likely to make the right choices in random events.]

Although he didn't know exactly how far he could utilize this ability with his base luck stat of 4 points.

But he's sure to win this time!

So the girl began to shake the dice, looking down at the boy, who also looked at her. The two were like dueling warriors, about to decide life or death in the next instant.

When the crisp shaking stopped, Cheng Fei's eyes narrowed, and he said decisively, "One point!"

"Wrong." Shen Xi glanced at the water glass and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Teacher Shen, can we just let this go?!" The boy was incredulous. He stood up abruptly to check the result himself, and then his pupils contracted.

The die, lying quietly at the bottom of the water glass, shows an unremarkable three dots.

The boy blinked, realizing that this was his current limit.

"Teacher Shen, let's try again, this time I'll definitely guess right!" the boy said hurriedly.

"No, the game ends here. It seems this is the limit of the ability Cheng Feiyu stole." The girl said coldly and without any politeness. She lowered the small hands that were making rabbit ears on her head, and a forced cold smile appeared on her lips, as if she had escaped a disaster.

"Teacher Shen! Don't you think what you're doing is too despicable?" The boy grabbed his hair.

"Nonsense! I've kept all my promises. It's Cheng Feiyu who failed and his first reaction was to doubt me instead of facing reality!" The girl glared at him without a hint of guilt.

"Teacher Shen, I was wrong. Please give me another chance. I'm begging you. I promise I'll guess right next time." The boy clasped his hands together with a resolute expression, becoming a gambler who had lost everything.

"Sorry, it's no longer needed. The test is over." The girl turned her face away, her voice cold and stern.

"Teacher Shen, please don't do this." The boy grabbed her small hand, his expression turning sorrowful.

"Let go, trash." The girl tried to shake him off but failed.

"Teacher Shen!"

"Cheng Fei! What are you going to do to me now?" The girl was a little annoyed. "If you keep acting like a sore loser, you can forget about ever getting close to that place again!"

"Just kidding, don't be angry. Actually, I don't care that much about Your Highness. It's just a little rubbing against you. With Teacher Shen's legs and her small, soft breasts..." The boy's expression changed as easily as turning the pages of a book, becoming relaxed and leisurely.

"Cheng Fei, say it again, what don't you care about that much?" The girl's eyes widened slightly, as if she had heard some outrageous statement. Then she took a deep breath, and her expression suddenly became as cold and lifeless as the depths of the universe without stars. "That's right. There are shameless vixens and Lin Xuanqi who can enjoy themselves anytime, anywhere. There's no need to care about me. Anyway, all those places are the same. Besides."

"I'm still just a washboard that no one finds interesting." She said, as if remembering something, her voice becoming soft and flat. "I'm suddenly a little tired, I don't want to go on a date anymore, Cheng Fei, let's go home."

After speaking, she lowered her eyes and turned to leave.

"Teacher Shen, calm down." The boy pulled her slender body into his arms and hugged her tightly. "You're wrong. First of all, I care a lot because Teacher Shen is special. Even if it's just a little bit, I care a lot. Secondly, Teacher Shen is definitely not a washboard. Teacher Shen has grown a lot this year. In terms of growth rate, it's at least 50% or more. At this rate, she will definitely surpass them in a few years!"

"Trash, let go!" The girl suddenly struggled violently. "I know in my heart what I did and said to that Lin guy before. It's fine if he says some insincere and nonsensical nonsense now!"

"Teacher Shen, you already promised to forgive me for what I did to Lin Xuanqi, but you're still bothered by it. Your Star Spirit Queen is so hypocritical, lying without batting an eye!" The boy was shocked.

"Shut up! No matter what, I'm still better than this hypocritical Cheng Feiyu. You rebellious trash, how dare you say I'm a washboard in front of that Lin guy? Do you want to die?!" The girl was completely enraged. She raised her head and glared at him through gritted teeth, as if she wanted to skin him alive.

"That's just something I said to make her happy, don't let her try to sow discord between us, okay?!"

"You don't need to say such rebellious things to appease her. Don't think I can't guess what you're really thinking, you piece of trash!"

"Teacher Shen, you've been blinded by hatred! Wake up!"

High above Guang'an Street, the sounds of such a heated argument were carried away by the strong winds to who-knows-where.

966. Nagasaki Asuna discovers that Shen Xi is shameless.

After much difficulty, they managed to calm the enraged girl down.

"You've been angry about something like this for so long? Shen Xi, just how adorable are you?" Cheng Fei stroked the back of the slender body in his arms and sighed softly.

"Get this straight, it's all proof of your two-faced and treacherous nature! You utterly disloyal piece of trash!" The girl buried her face in his chest, her voice cold and furious. She raised her small feet, encased in black over-the-knee socks, and launched a continuous attack on him.

"Shen Xi, be careful." The boy said suddenly, feeling her small and soft touch.

"What do you mean?" The girl abruptly raised her head, her brows furrowed as she observed him, then became even more displeased. "Trash, what else do you want to do to me?!"

"Be careful. The harder you kick now, the longer you'll be used later." The boy looked at her delicate face, his tone nonchalant.

The girl's pupils contracted, then she looked away, her eyes flashing as she gritted her teeth, "How dare you threaten me! You filthy trash, disgusting rat, social scum, I want to vomit just looking at you, always fantasizing about me, you despicable scoundrel..."

As she spoke, she continued to kick him without any politeness, each kick was very forceful, making one worry that the girl's delicate toes might get hurt. Her face was as cold as ice, as if she was really full of disgust and resentment.

The boy watched as the girl in his arms continued to attack him until she got tired of kicking and stopped, panting heavily, her flat chest rising and falling slightly with her rapid breathing.

The girl looked up and met his gaze, then kicked him viciously with a final, furious glare. "Even your eyes are disgusting!"

"Sweetie, if you keep going like this, you might really get yourself into trouble one day," the boy sighed, pulling her forcefully into his arms.

"You're making another criminal declaration against me! You aquatic mammal deserve the death penalty!" The girl seemed to sense something, trembled slightly in his arms, and remained motionless.

Several minutes later, Shen Xi broke free, glared at him, and said, "Trash, this is very uncomfortable. Your mind is devoid of any ambition and filled with shameful fantasies. You'll have to wait until tonight. I'm going to cook."

"What are you going to do?" The boy stared at her, a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.

"Go cook. Has Cheng Feiyu gone deaf now?" the girl asked, puzzled.

"Ms. Shen, although I know you've always had the potential to be a perfect wife and mother, it still feels a bit strange to say something like that." The boy hesitated, then continued, "Do you remember how clean your kitchen was last year?"

Cheng Fei recalled the first time he opened her refrigerator last year and found it full of whole wheat bread and yogurt, just like a game NPC.

"What else can we do now? We can't even leave the house, and I don't want to eat takeout with Cheng Feiyu!" The girl crossed one arm across her chest, glared at him, and turned to leave.

It took the boy a second to remember that she had two more things in her pocket. He couldn't help but stare at the girl's back, watching her slender, long legs encased in black over-the-knee socks as she walked, as if he could imagine some ominous scene in some hidden place.