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

Lin Xuanqi took a sip of the tasteless plain milk, her small nostrils twitching as she turned around, following the scent.

"Honey, is this for me?" The haughty girl's eyes lit up, and she immediately reached out to lift the lid.

"Don't move." The boy protected the instant noodles without any politeness. "Keep dreaming, this is mine."

Lin Xuanqi was forced to withdraw her hand, tilted her head to examine the words on the instant noodle cup, and her reddened eyes widened slightly. "This is the legendary braised beef noodles? It smells so good."

As he spoke, he secretly swallowed, as if he were seeing the actual object for the first time and experiencing a culture shock.

"It smells good? Try eating it a few more times and see, Miss Lin." The young man rolled his eyes.

"Then I'll give it a try." Lin Xuanqi reached out again to try to lift the lid.

"Try it out of your head, go eat your sandwich. Ye Shuang picked it out for you, the healthier one." The boy still blocked her way.

"The sandwich has no flavor at all, I just want to eat this." The haughty girl stared at him, her tone pleading.

"Then you can think about it, and then go downstairs to buy it yourself, or go home and eat your fill." The boy remained unmoved.

"But I don't have the strength to go down. I didn't even eat breakfast this morning, just so I could see my husband sooner," the girl said weakly.

"First of all, I didn't force you. You're sick and you didn't stay home, but instead came here to suffer." The boy opened the instant noodle lid and stirred it, releasing an even richer aroma.

"With my husband by my side, I don't suffer," Lin Xuanqi said wistfully.

"I think you should go see a psychiatrist as soon as possible." Cheng Fei tore off the lid of his instant noodles and slurped a mouthful in front of her.

The haughty girl swallowed again, bit off a corner of the sandwich in her hand, and perhaps because the fever affected her sense of taste, she felt like she was chewing wax.

"Stop staring, this isn't food for children." The boy felt her intense gaze and looked up.

"Honey, you've already eaten, this was bought for me, stop stringing me along, okay?" The haughty girl leaned down on the edge of his table, looking as meek as a puppy watching its owner eat a sausage.

"Who told you I'd already eaten?" the boy said, as if recalling something unpleasant. "I was just about to eat in the cafeteria when your Ye Xiaoshuang came over, dumped my food, and asked me to bring you some."

"Huh? Xiao Shuang spilled your food?" The arrogant girl straightened up, dumbfounded, then her lips twitched, curving into a subtle smile, with a hint of schadenfreude.

The boy noticed this out of the corner of his eye, looked at her and frowned, "Lin Xuanqi, are you very happy?"

"No." The haughty girl quickly covered her mouth and lowered her eyes meekly. "What is there for me to be happy about? I only feel sorry for my husband."

"Stop pretending." The boy glared at her and continued eating his instant noodles.

Lin Xuanqi's eyes darted around, and she leaned closer to him and whispered, "Honey, are you angry with Xiaoshuang? Sometimes she acts silly like that when she's anxious, so don't blame her."

The boy paused for a second, put down the plastic fork, looked up, and stared at the arrogant girl in front of him.

"What's wrong, honey?" the girl asked innocently. "Are you going to make me instant noodles?"

"Give me your phone." The boy held out his hand, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"Why?" The girl's eyes darted around.

"You sent Ye Shuang to find me, didn't you?" The boy's gaze sharpened.

"Me? How could that be? I didn't have any energy at all. I just lay on the seat and didn't do anything." Lin Xuanqi said honestly.

"What are you feeling guilty about?" the boy asked, staring at her.

"I'm not guilty, am I?" The girl looked around.

"Then what are you explaining for Ye Shuang?"

"She loves her husband, and I'm afraid he'll blame her for this. After all, we grew up together, and I'm worried about her," the girl said softly.

"Stop giving me that nonsense, take out your phone, I want to see your chat history with her." The boy said impatiently.

“No, that’s someone’s privacy.” Lin Xuanqi hid behind her back, her eyes darting around, a hint of eagerness on her face. “Unless… my husband gets back together with me, then I can look at my phone whenever I want.”

"Forget it, it's obvious." The boy shook his head, losing interest, and continued eating his instant noodles.

The girl stared at him for a few seconds, bit her lip lightly, her eyes flickering, and placed her phone on his table, becoming like a primary school student caught doing something wrong. "Here, honey, you can look at it if you want."

"Too lazy to look, so you're the one who sent her?" The boy glanced at her.

“Because…” Lin Xuanqi opened her mouth, then leaned down and stared at him, looking a little resentful. “I’m feeling really bad, and I wanted my husband to care about me, but he ignored me, so I had to ask Xiaoshuang for help.”

The boy acted as if he hadn't heard anything and continued to devour his instant noodles.

"Honey, how about we make a deal?" the girl thought for a moment and said softly.

"What kind of deal?" the boy asked suspiciously.

"You have two packs of instant noodles. I'll trade this for one of them. That way, you can try a sandwich, and I can try the instant noodles. It's a win-win situation, how about it?" the girl coaxed gently.

The boy glanced at the sandwich that had already been bitten several times, speechless. "Are you dreaming? First of all, I don't want to eat your saliva, and secondly, I might get infected by you."

"Okay then." Lin Xuanqi immediately picked up the sandwich, carefully tore off the part she had eaten, put it in her mouth, and then placed it in front of him. "Is this okay?"

"Don't dream about it." The boy said without hesitation.

"Husband, I'm begging you, this is my only request in this life." The girl peeked into his field of vision, clasped her hands together, and looked at him.

"My only skill in my past life was useless." The boy slurped his instant noodles loudly, his head down.

"Honey, you used to agree to anything I asked, but can't you grant me this once? All I want is some instant noodles." The girl frowned slightly.

After he finished speaking, silence fell between the two of them.

A moment later, the boy nonchalantly pushed another bucket of untouched instant noodles toward her, saying impatiently, "Fine, I give up."

"I knew my husband would agree, hehe." Lin Xuanqi became smug and moved the instant noodles in front of her.

"I suddenly don't want to give it to you anymore." The boy pretended to take the item back.

"Honey, if you keep doing this, I'll call Xiao Shuang!" The arrogant girl's expression changed, and she hurriedly protected her instant noodles.

"You." The boy hesitated, then shook his head and gave up. "I don't know what's so great about a bucket of instant noodles."

"They've never eaten such low-class stuff before." Lin Xuanqi lifted the lid, poked at it with interest with a plastic fork, and naturally found nothing related to the name except for noodles.

"I think you'd better not eat it. Just call the hotel's executive chef and have them make whatever you want." The boy said coldly, preparing to snatch the food.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, okay?!" The arrogant girl hurriedly protected the instant noodles again, as if they were some kind of precious delicacy. "Not low-grade, very high-grade, alright?"

"Tsk." The young man decided to let her go for now.

Lin Xuanqi ate a few bites of instant noodles as she wished, then pushed her sandwich towards him, saying, "Honey, you should eat this, otherwise you definitely won't have enough to eat."

"Not interested, I have my own food." The boy didn't even look at it, and took out a small bag from the drawer, which contained four shiny grilled sausages.

These are not ordinary starch sausages, but Taiwanese grilled sausages that sell for as much as four yuan a piece at convenience stores and remain incredibly popular.

The boy took out a sausage with a cracked outer skin, took a bite, and found it still hot, emitting a mouthwatering sweet and salty aroma.

"Honey, how come you still have delicious food?" Lin Xuanqi was stunned.

"Any objections?" The boy put the sausages into the instant noodles one by one.

"Is this the legendary instant noodles with ham? I want some too." The arrogant girl pushed her instant noodles in front of him, putting on a pitiful look.

"Excuse me, young lady, when we add ham to instant noodles, we mean starch sausage, not this." The boy ignored her and continued to use a plastic fork to remove the sausage from the bamboo skewer, but the fork was too soft and he wasn't very good at it.

"Then could I have one to try, since I have a fever of 38 degrees Celsius?" Lin Xuanqi clasped her hands together again. "Husband, please, this is my only request in this life."

"You've already used up your only chance in this life." The boy ignored him.

"So, only two in this lifetime?" The girl tilted her body, looking serious, her black hair falling to her side.

The boy looked at the last sausage still on the bamboo skewer, paused for a second, and said, "It's not impossible, but there's a condition."

"I'll agree to any conditions," the girl said quickly.

"Okay, I need your help with something at the Corridor Research Department this afternoon." The boy said calmly.

"Help? No problem! I'd pluck the moon from the sky if my husband needed it." Lin Xuanqi said without hesitation.

"Pick one for me to see?" the boy asked, staring at her.

The haughty young woman choked up, thought hard for a moment, and said with a serious expression, "Then I'll have someone ask around to see if I can buy some lunar soil samples to give to my husband."

"..." The boy had nothing to say and put the last grilled sausage into her instant noodles.

Lin Xuanqi immediately picked it up and took a bite, nodding to herself, "This is delicious too. I can't believe I've never had it before."

So the two of them ate instant noodles in the corner of the classroom by the window.

A moment later, the small group that had returned from the cafeteria entered through the back door of the classroom.

Chen Hao's eyes widened instantly, and he slammed his hand on Du Xinhua's shoulder as if he had witnessed a paranormal event. "Hey! Did you see that?"

"Ruan Jingyi, am I hallucinating?" Zhou Han's round eyes widened as she murmured to herself, pinching her best friend's arm hard as if to verify.

"Hmm?" The quiet girl's brow twitched slightly as she turned her head to look at her.

970. Only four people were involved in the research project.

Regardless, amidst the suspicious and prying gazes of the small group, the two people in the corner by the window in the classroom finished their meal.

After enjoying the delicious instant noodles and grilled sausage, Lin Xuanqi had no choice but to obediently turn back and lie down on the table to sleep because Cheng Fei started to get busy again and rudely chased her away.

Perhaps due to a cold and fever, coupled with a full stomach, she lay down and never got up again. As usual, the teachers in the afternoon class ignored her.

This situation continued until the bell rang for the end of the last class.

Cheng Fei packed his things and received a message from his friend Xiao A on WeChat.

"Servant, have you done what I told you to do?"

As the boy looked at the words, he could almost imagine the aloof girl on the other side, her expressionless face and her matter-of-fact demeanor. He sighed helplessly.

"Take her there immediately, Your Highness."

After replying, he looked up and ahead.

Lin Xuanqi still showed no signs of waking up, as if even the bell of freedom couldn't awaken her.

The young man stepped forward and gave her a push on the shoulder without any politeness. "Miss Lin, get up."

A second later, the girl let out a muffled sob, slowly raised her head, and looked blankly at him. "Husband, what did you say...?"

Perhaps because she had been lying down for a long time, her delicate little face was flushed red, and there were clear marks near her forehead, giving her an indescribable charm.

"School's over, go to the Corridor Research Department." The boy looked down at her, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"Oh, okay." The girl stood up unsteadily, shook her head, and gradually came to her senses.

"Hurry up." The boy was the first to walk out of the classroom.

Lin Xuanqi hurriedly picked up her things and followed, her eyes still red and moist, looking sleepy.

Amid the crowd, the two walked one after the other toward the club activity building.

As they walked along the corridor, a gust of cold wind blew from the courtyard, causing the haughty girl to shiver. She quickly quickened her pace and caught up with the boy.

The two slowly climbed up to the rooftop, and when they pushed open the only door, Shen Xi and Nagasaki Asuna were already sitting in their respective seats.

There was also steaming tea on the table, probably prepared by Asuna Nagasaki.

"Good afternoon, both of you." Cheng Fei sat down in his seat.

"Good afternoon, Cheng Fei~" Nagasaki Asuna smiled sweetly, resting her chin on her hands.

Shen Xi stared at Lin Xuanqi, who had quietly sat down a little further away. After a second of silence, the spotless uniform shoes under the table suddenly kicked the boy.

"Teacher Shen, did you forget to turn off auto-attack?" the boy asked, sounding bewildered.

"Trash, then explain why her face is so red?" The aloof girl's sharp gaze pierced him.

"She has a cold, it has nothing to do with me, thank you," the boy said without a hint of guilt.

"A vixen." Shen Xi narrowed her eyes.

Nagasaki Asuna tilted her head to look at Lin Xuanqi, her bright eyes blinking. "Lin-kun seems to be in a very bad state. Are you really okay?"

"Teacher Shen, please make it up to me for what I just did." Cheng Fei said righteously.

"You gave the wrong reward? Then just give less next time." Shen Xi said coldly. "Alright, let's get down to business and start today's topic."

Lin Xuanqi looked around and lowered her voice, "Honey, what does the research topic mean?"

The aloof girl's eyes narrowed, and her face turned displeased.