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

"Well, that's really airtight." The boy had nothing to say.

The two walked along the path for a while, and Shen Xi pointed to a bench facing the sea by the roadside, "I want to sit over there."

"You actually wanted to go, instead of being forced to go?" the boy asked curiously.

The girl narrowed her eyes and kicked him without hesitation with her spotless black uniform shoes.

"Teacher Shen, why?" the boy asked, puzzled.

“If you don’t want to walk anymore, of course you want to go. Cheng Feiyu doesn’t need to force you to do this. Can’t you understand that?” The girl glared at him and walked towards the bench first.

The two sat down side by side, gazing at the sea turning orange-red as the sun set.

Cheng Fei discovered that this was not only the place where the two of them had embraced at the Lantern Festival, but also the sea area where they had watched the fireworks from the yacht on the girl's birthday.

The boy glanced at the aloof girl beside him and found her gazing into the distance, lost in thought, seemingly pondering something.

The girl seemed to sense something, turned her head to meet his gaze, and then sighed lightly with a look of disdain, "Here we go again."

"What?" the boy asked, puzzled.

The girl shifted her position closer to him, then tilted her head and rested it on his shoulder, staring ahead with a cold expression. "Satisfied now? You want me to be with you like a girlfriend, but you just want to see me do this kind of thing."

Feeling speechless, the boy simply nodded, "Yes, that's exactly what I want Teacher Shen to do."

"Trash, disgusting." The girl narrowed her eyes, paused, and quietly swallowed. "Does Cheng Feiyu still want to?"

"Still want to? What did Teacher Shen say? I didn't hear clearly." The boy looked at her, not understanding for a moment.

"Want to touch over-the-knee socks in a place like this? How disgusting. What if someone sees us?" The girl suddenly spoke to herself, then bit her lip and took a deep breath. "Fine, I owe you my life anyway. Even if I can't suppress my filthy desires in a place like this, I have no choice but to cooperate with you. But if anyone comes over, take it back. Even if no one knows me, I don't want to be pointed at and gossiped about. Understand?"

"Teacher Shen, where are you?" The boy's helpless words came to an abrupt halt.

Because as soon as the girl finished speaking, she put her arm around his and guided his palm to move.

Then, the boy was enveloped in the textured, slightly obscure black fabric, feeling a taut touch with a cool body temperature.

The aloof girl with pigtails reaching her waist sat upright, gazing into the distance expressionlessly, as if nothing had happened, her rounded knees, encased in black over-the-knee socks, silently pressed together.

1031. Nagasaki Asuna found it strange.

Amidst the recurring sound of the waves, the two sat side by side on a bench facing the sea. From time to time, tourists passed by on the nearby walkway, their voices drifting over.

The girl hugged the boy's arm and rested her head on his shoulder. From the side, they looked like any other couple on a date.

Only by looking directly at the front can one discover that the boy's palm is nestled in a subtle place.

The girl, sitting upright with her legs together, nestled beside him. The wide sleeves of her off-white knitted sweater covered part of the boy's arms, as if helping to conceal them.

Whenever the sound of tourists' footsteps could be heard in the distance, the girl's slender body would tremble, and the long, artistic garments encasing her in black over-the-knee stockings would tighten almost imperceptibly, becoming even more tightly fitted, conveying an indescribable tactile sensation.

Cheng Fei turned his head to look at the aloof girl beside him. She stared silently at the sea, her pretty face still cold. Her pure, dark eyes reflected the afterglow of the setting sun, making one feel that something was pulsating within them, making one want to get closer and observe.

Noticing his gaze, Shen Xi glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and then looked away. She took a deep breath and narrowed her eyes slightly. "Trash, are you satisfied now? How disgusting. Even in a place with so many people, you still try to touch me inappropriately. You're hopeless."

The boy hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

What kind of person could do such a thing? He pondered to himself.

"So obsessed with my legs, and this fabric?" The girl took a deep breath, her voice growing increasingly disgusted as she looked at her uniform shoes as if trying to suppress something. "I wonder what's so interesting about them. Are you going to shift your focus to my feet tonight and do something even more disgusting? Fetishism, pervert."

So is this also an implication? Although it seems to matter, anyway, as long as it's something the girl wants him to do, she'll make it up to him and turn it into his problem.

Could it be that his long-standing practice of sweet talk with young girls has led her to learn the same tricks, perhaps even surpassing him? The boy didn't know.

"Trash, why aren't you talking? You forced me into this situation yourself. How do you feel now? You're probably going to tell me all those filthy feelings to mentally assault me." The girl looked up at him, her expression carrying an indescribable quality.

The boy looked at her silently for a second, feeling that if she didn't cooperate, the consequences would be dire.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Shen is too comfortable to talk." The young man sighed.

"It's even more disgusting. As someone with a girlfriend, how dare you comment on other girls like that? Nobody here is here to make you comfortable. If I didn't owe you my life, I would never let you do this." The girl turned her face away, her eyelashes trembling slightly. She gripped his arm tightly with her small hand, as if she couldn't suppress her resentment, or as if she was trying to imprison him firmly.

The boy thought for a moment, then gave up thinking and carefully felt the delicate body heat transmitted from the other side of the black fabric. He nodded with a sense of peace, "Your Highness makes me feel comfortable."

"I feel like throwing up. You say such nice things, but I don't know what you really think of me." The girl covered her mouth with a serious expression, then her slender, white neck rolled as if she swallowed, and she widened her eyes slightly as she looked at him, as if she had heard something incomprehensible. "What? I'm going to encounter the absolute territory?"

The boy was stunned for a moment, almost failing to keep up with her train of thought.

"Disgusting aquatic mammal! Figure out where you are and what you want from me!" The girl glared at him fiercely, then gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing. "I really want to throw up. What's with all this talk about absolute territory? You just stare at my legs at school every day, thinking all sorts of shady things. You have absolutely no respect for me. Fine, fine, I owe you my life anyway, what can I do? Do whatever you want, just don't go any higher, you hear me?"

After the girl finished speaking, she first looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, and then she struggled to move the arm of the boy in her arms.

Thus, beneath the knitted sweater that covered most of the school uniform skirt, the protection of the black fabric revealed a beautiful, delicate, and snow-white texture, reminiscent of mutton fat jade, clearly conveying its exquisite texture to the boy's mind.

Meanwhile, on Guang'an Street.

A sweet girl with long, coffee-colored hair walked into the upscale apartment, wearing her Sakura school uniform with a blue cardigan over it, and carrying supermarket shopping bags in her hand.

Asuna Nagasaki stepped into the elevator, pressed the button, and watched the floors go up, humming an unknown tune in her soft voice.

Opening the door to the thirty-sixth floor, the room was completely silent.

The girl walked into the kitchen, sorted the ingredients, tied her hair up casually with a hair tie, and started working on her own.

After a while, she brought each plate of food, which had very small portions, to the table and ate them casually. After thinking for a moment, she took out her phone to make a call, switched it to speakerphone, and placed it on the table.

The call was connected very quickly.

"Hello, Nana?" A familiar, clear voice rang out.

"What is Shuangshuang doing?" the sweet girl asked casually as she ate.

"Nothing happened, what's wrong?" A rustling sound came from the other end.

"Reading comics in bed?" Nagasaki Asuna's eyes darted around, revealing a sly smile.

"Nana." A helpless reproach came from the other end, followed by a sigh, "Yes."

The sweet-looking girl said with great interest, "Shuangshuang, I have something to tell you. Shen Xi came to school to see Cheng Fei."

"Really? You're with them?" came a surprised look from the other end.

"No."

"How do you know you didn't go straight home after school?"

"Cheng Fei told me over the phone."

"Call up?"

"Yes, it means he's with Shen Xi."

"They made up so quickly. I thought Shen Xi would hide for a long time."

"Although Shen Xi is proud and aloof, she probably really wanted to see Cheng Fei, so she couldn't resist."

"Ah."

"Shen Xi also said a few words to me, although, how should I put it," the sweet girl pondered, biting her chopsticks, "her tone was a bit strange."

"Is she angry with you? Because you became Cheng Fei's girlfriend."

"No, not at all. On the contrary, they were very polite?" Nagasaki Asuna tried to recall the phone call she received on her way home.

"So polite?" came the puzzled voice on the other end.

"Yes, it's like she's already accepted that I'm Cheng Fei's girlfriend, and she even told me that Cheng Fei had something to do today and went out with her, and won't be back until tomorrow."

"Something feels off."

"Yes, I think so too. Although I don't mind her going out with Cheng Fei, it's always been like this anyway."

"So what are you doing now?"

"Eating alone."

"At home?"

"Ah."

"It feels even stranger now." The tone on the other end was subtle.

"Right? I was supposed to be Cheng Fei's official girlfriend, and it felt like a dream. But after I answered her call, I felt like she cheated on me." Nagasaki Asuna tilted her head, a puzzled look on her face.

There was a moment of silence on the other end. "Wasn't it supposed to be the other way around?"

“That’s right.” The sweet girl nodded.

There was no immediate response; it seemed as if they were thinking.

Asuna Nagasaki also looked thoughtful as she slowly picked up some food and put it in her mouth.

The air fell silent, as if the two of them had encountered some kind of problem.

"No matter what, as long as Shen Xi doesn't object, you can be Cheng Fei's girlfriend without worry." The obedient girl on the other end seemed to breathe a sigh of relief for her.

“That’s true. Even though we’ve been girlfriends for so many days, I haven’t been pampered by Cheng Fei yet,” Nagasaki Asuna muttered, a hint of resentment in her expression. “It feels like I should be happy as a newlywed wife, but I’ve been living alone since we got married.”

"Uh, things should be fine once Cheng Fei comes back tomorrow, right?" The tone on the other end stiffened slightly.

"I hope so," the sweet girl sighed softly.

Suddenly, a muffled conversation came from the other end, followed by the obedient girl's voice, "Nana, I'm going to eat now. We can talk later."

"Okay, bye-bye?"

"OK Bye Bye."

The phone hangs up.

Nagasaki Asuna turned off her phone screen, sat alone at the dining table, and silently continued eating.

A moment later, the sweet girl seemed to sense something, smoothed her hair which was casually tied up and draped over one shoulder, and looked down at the apron she had forgotten to take off.

It's just like being a newlywed wife abandoned at home, with her husband having an affair with another woman and then calling home to explain things nonchalantly. Both of them know the truth, but they have to pretend not to know and endure it.

She looked up, blinked her clear, bright eyes, and her expression became troubled.

"strangeness."

"Why is this so strange?"

……

As the sun completely sinks below the horizon and the streetlights come on, the coastal walkway enters a different atmosphere.

The two sat on a bench.

Cheng Fei glanced sideways at Shen Xi beside him.

Whether it was due to nervousness or maintaining the same state for a long time, the girl's absolute territory accumulated a considerable temperature, and a thin layer of sweat could be felt seeping out, making the tightly sealed interior even more indescribable.

The girl rested her head on his shoulder, her pretty face still cold and aloof. Except for the occasional slight tension caused by footsteps nearby, her delicate brows furrowed slightly, showing no other abnormality, as if she had already gotten used to this state.

Noticing his gaze, the girl shifted her eyes slightly, her voice soft and emotionless, "Trash, are you almost at your breaking point?"

"What?" The boy was almost used to her behavior today and waited for her to continue.

"You want to do something even more filthy to me, and want me to play the role of your girlfriend and satisfy you more proactively?" The girl looked up at him, her pure, dark eyes unblinking.

The boy met her gaze, hesitated for a second, and nodded. "I want to, so what will Teacher Shen do?"

"What else can I do but cooperate with you?" The girl subtly turned her face away, her eyes flickering.

“Okay, then please continue, Ms. Shen?” the boy asked, looking at her.

"Trash, then leave." The girl finally pushed his arm away, stood up, and looked down at him with a cold expression.

"I thought Teacher Shen was going to do something even bolder here?" The boy stood up, feeling helpless.

"There's a limit to wishful thinking. If you want me to do something, wait until we're alone." The girl glared at him and attacked him with her uniform shoes.

"Yes, so where to now?" The boy shrugged nonchalantly, then added after a moment's thought, "I mean, where I'm forced to go."

Upon hearing this, the girl looked around as if searching for something, even though all that remained around her was the greenery of the seaside promenade.

“Then let’s go over there,” she suddenly said.

Following the direction she pointed, the boy saw the silhouette of a tall building standing by the sea, its shape resembling an upright sail.

"Sailing Manor? I thought we were going to a lovers' hotel again," the boy said curiously.