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

"Sorry, nobody here wants Cheng Feiyu to accompany them. It's Cheng Feiyu who, as someone with a girlfriend, abandoned her and forced me, his ex-girlfriend, to keep bothering him." The girl swallowed, still looking away, her voice a little muffled.

The boy looked at that stubborn little face and fell into deep thought.

The girl glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, her eyes flickering, before speaking softly, "Trash, the little cutie is right here, where else do you want to go?"

"You're too adept at switching modes now?" the boy asked, then hesitated.

Since all previous agreements were broken, he never asked the girl to change her self-designation; it was all left to her to decide.

The girl seemed not to hear him, bringing her forehead close to his, their eyes meeting. Her faint, sweet fragrance seemed to be brainwashing him, "Look closely at Cheng Feiyu's favorite, little cutie... this round face."

The boy fell silent.

"Cheng Feiyu, do you want to try?" the girl whispered in a trembling voice. "If you don't go back today, you can pinch... Little Cutie's round face. Cheng Feiyu has wanted to pinch it for a long time, right? After all, Little Cutie is the cutest in the multiverse. This beautiful and cute round face is also what Cheng Feiyu is most obsessed with."

As she spoke, the girl's eyes trembled slightly. If you looked closely at her pretty yet cold face, you could catch a glimpse of barely suppressed shame.

"Can I really squeeze it?" The boy's gaze shifted, and he couldn't help but swallow.

"Well, as long as it's not too excessive, I owe Cheng Feiyu a life anyway, so I'll just have to put up with it even if my cheeks are pinched." The girl looked away.

The boy remained silent for a moment.

Time passed by, second by second.

"What are you still hesitating about?" The girl stared at him expressionlessly, lost in thought. She put her small hand behind her head, dividing her long, dark hair into two sections and securing them. Then, she freed one hand, tilted her head, as if presenting one of her cool, soft cheeks to the boy, and lightly poked it with her fingertip. "Little cutie... this round face of yours is so soft, like a rice cake. When Cheng Feiyu does those filthy things, he can keep an eye on it and pinch it. Little cutie will obediently cooperate, how about that?"

The boy took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and his expression became firm. "Teacher Shen, I want to, but I can't. I really have to go back and be with Nana today, otherwise she will be sad. So I'm sorry, please stop using your supernatural powers."

"Oh." The girl's eyelids twitched, her eyes lowered, her expression turned indifferent, and she slowly lowered the small hand that was scratching her hair.

"Sweetie, don't be angry. I love you. But we can't keep bullying Nana." The boy said sincerely.

Two soft clicks suddenly came.

The boy was stunned for a moment before realizing that her uniform shoes had fallen under the sofa, revealing her small, soft body encased in black over-the-knee socks.

The girl turned her face away, her voice becoming cold and devoid of any emotion, "Cheng Feiyu really cares about vixens. Since he's so stubborn, then so be it. Anyway, all the previous agreements are null and void. I was originally planning to say that I could not only pinch his face, but also take his feet... as long as Cheng Feiyu doesn't mind, it's fine."

After she finished speaking, she straightened up and stepped back. Her petite and soft figure slipped into her uniform shoes and left the sofa, radiating a chill.

"Teacher Shen, wait a minute." The boy sitting in his seat suddenly raised his voice, his fingers interlaced, revealing a serious struggle. "Is it really okay? Or should we discuss it again?"

The girl, who had already turned to leave, turned back and looked down at him.

After a second of eye contact, she narrowed her eyes, and a visible chill appeared on her delicate face.

……

Guang'an Street.

Asuna Nagasaki watched the black luxury car drive away, then turned and walked towards the upscale apartment, her steps becoming lighter, and she hummed an unknown tune.

She took the elevator, opened the door to the thirty-sixth floor, and walked into the empty room.

Upon entering the bedroom, the girl stood before the enormous wardrobe in the walk-in closet.

It was filled with all kinds of clothes and accessories, a dazzling array that resembled an armory.

The girl took out clothes from inside, stood in front of the full-length mirror, placed them one by one in front of her to try them on, and then put them back.

During this process, the milky white, delicate absolute territory revealed by the black over-the-knee stockings would occasionally come together tightly.

As the girl selected a piece of pure white, thin fabric covered with ribbons and small bows, and lightly pursed her pink lips with a wandering gaze, a special WeChat notification sound rang out.

The girl reflexively dropped her things and quickly took out her phone to turn on the screen.

Then, upon seeing the contents, those clear, bright eyes blinked, slowly losing focus. "Eh?"

1037. Shen Xi's underlying code was revealed.

The next day, early in the morning.

Cheng Fei opened his eyes and habitually scanned the area with his gaze.

There was no sign of the petite Shen Xi; perhaps she jumped off the bed yesterday and died.

His slender body was used as a human-shaped pillow, curled up in the blanket with only half of his head showing, making people worry that he might be suffocating. However, judging from the rhythmic rise and fall of his body, he should be fine for the time being.

The boy glanced out the dimly lit window and realized that his biological clock had automatically returned to 6:30 a.m.

After he gently patted the girl's back, she stirred and looked up at him with sleepy eyes.

"Teacher Shen, it's time to get ready for school," the boy said cautiously.

Yesterday, I was under the mind control of the Celestial Queen and couldn't go back to see Nagasaki Asuna. He promised to go to school today, and I can't break my promise again.

"Mmm." Shen Xi nodded lightly in response, looking like she hadn't woken up yet.

Naturally, the two of them went to bed very late yesterday. In the end, the girl even gave up thinking, lay down, handed over most of the control to him, and went to sleep.

The two of them get up and wash up side by side in front of the mirror in the bathroom.

While brushing her teeth, the girl looked listless with her eyes slightly closed, only her small hands mechanically brushing her white teeth.

The boy, who finished his work even faster, stood beside her, admiring the slightly disheveled, aloof girl in the mirror, and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

The next second, a hand silently moved to the bottom of the girl's delicate chin, the thumb and forefinger spread out from both sides, then slowly closed, gently clamping the girl's cool and soft cheek, as if using two fingers to pick up a rare and precious gem.

Its snow-white, delicate texture has just the right amount of elasticity, making it irresistible to touch.

The boy let out a long sigh of extreme comfort.

In the mirror, Shen Xi suddenly stopped brushing her teeth, opened her eyes, and glanced at him with her pure, dark eyes. Perhaps because she had toothpaste foam in her mouth, she didn't say anything.

The boy looked into her eyes through the mirror and tentatively applied a little pressure with two fingers to feel the softness and elasticity of the girl's cheeks more deeply.

The girl, noticing this, squinted at the mirror but remained motionless.

The boy stood closer to her, observed her through the mirror, and then pressed his penis a little harder.

The girl narrowed her eyes more noticeably, a hint of displeasure on her face, but she still didn't move, giving the impression that she was letting them do as they pleased.

The boy continued to pinch her cheeks together, making her stubborn, pink lips pout.

The girl squinted her eyes, her delicate brows furrowed, and her face showed obvious displeasure.

The boy noticed something and pinched her cheeks even harder, making her pretty little face in the mirror look ridiculous.

The girl suddenly bit her lip and frowned, her murderous gaze reflected in the mirror. Although she didn't move, she exuded a faint chill.

The boy was startled and immediately relaxed his grip, returning to a light pinch.

As the chill dissipated, the girl's brows relaxed, and her eyes returned to their slightly narrowed state.

The boy was surprised, looked in the mirror, and then suddenly pinched hard.

A chill instantly spread, and the girl squinted her eyes and furrowed her brows, as if she would suddenly burst into a murderous attack at any moment.

The boy quickly relaxed his grip.

The chill dissipated again, and he returned to his indifferent expression with slightly narrowed eyes.

The boy thought for a moment, then pinched it again.

A chill instantly ran through her, and her delicate face turned icy cold.

The boy relaxed again, and after confirming that the girl in the mirror had also calmed down, he turned to look at her and was shocked, as if he had discovered a completely new law of physics. "Teacher Shen, it turns out that the force of pinching your cheek is indeed directly related to the degree of anger?"

Yesterday he discovered that the girl's cheeks were fine to pinch slightly, but if he tried to pinch harder, he would be met with a fierce glare.

The girl glared at him with toothpaste foam in her mouth, her brows furrowed. Although she couldn't speak, her anger and disgust were written all over her face.

"Teacher Shen, how did you manage to make such a cutie? Even the underlying code is so adorable?" The boy stroked his chin while continuing to pinch her cheeks lightly and heavily, observing the different degrees of anger that the girl would show.

The next second, the girl gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and pulled her face away from his fingers. She quickly brushed her teeth and rinsed her mouth, like a working person rushing out the door. Then, with toothpaste foam in her mouth, she turned her head closer to him, her cheeks slightly puffed out.

Then, a ruthless killing intent appeared on her small face.

"Teacher Shen, you..." The boy looked at the small face so close to his own, and for a moment he couldn't guess what she was going to do.

"puff--!"

Suddenly, it felt like a faintly scented toothpaste foam sprayed all over the boy's face.

"I was just trying to be nice and give you a little squeeze, but you actually dared to act so arrogantly... You insolent and disrespectful piece of trash, die!!!" The girl's tone was extremely angry. She kicked him viciously again, wiped her face clean, and turned to leave.

after a while.

The Lamborghini drove on the roads of Academy City.

The boy gripped the steering wheel, sniffed, and could still smell toothpaste in his nostrils. "Teacher Shen, do you think it's appropriate for a pure and innocent young lady like you to spit on people?"

"Shut up, I don't want to waste my breath on that disgusting Cheng Feiyu." The girl in the passenger seat stared ahead with a cold expression.

"Yes."

The white supercar flashed by on the street and headed towards Yinghua.

As usual, Cheng Fei and Shen Xi got out of the car at the school gate parking lot and walked into the school gate side by side.

The girl remained expressionless, maintaining a deliberate body distance from him.

The boy didn't care at all, and lazily continued forward, attracting various secretly watching glances.

As they passed under the cherry blossom tree, a familiar figure made them stop in their tracks.

A sweet girl with long coffee-colored hair stood there, carrying a bag in both hands, a nonchalant smile on her face, her clear and bright eyes gazing at the boy, overflowing with undisguised love.

Lin Xuanqi, who usually stood in that spot, moved to sit by the flower bed. The haughty girl with cascading black hair bent over, supporting her knees with her elbows and resting her chin on her small hands. Her red eyes were fixed on the three people, and it was hard to tell whether she was bored or quite interested.

"Good morning, Nana-san?" The boy observed Nagasaki Asuna discreetly.

"Good morning, Cheng Fei~" the sweet girl responded sweetly, then quickly stepped forward, just filling the gap that Shen Xi had left to maintain distance. She then took the boy's arm and rested her head on his shoulder, looking incredibly sweet and dependent.

Shen Xi's pupils contracted as if she had seen something incomprehensible. She gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and said, word by word, "Nagasaki Asuna, may I ask what you are doing?"

"Hey, it's just exercising my rights as your girlfriend. Didn't Shen Xi admit that before?" The sweet girl glanced at her with a pure and innocent look.

"..." Shen Xi abruptly turned her face away, her stubborn lips tightly pressed together, her expression turning ugly.

"Cheng Fei, um." Nagasaki Asuna turned around, gently grabbed the boy's arm, pursed her pink lips like glistening fruit, and looked eager. Then, she suddenly stood on tiptoe and leaned closer.

"Look over there, they're kissing..."

"Cheng Fei and Nagasaki Asuna are really together? I don't know who to envy more..."

Various sounds quietly arose.

Shen Xi stared intently at the cherry blossom tree not far away, her small hand holding the shoulder bag clenched tightly. If her vision were impaired, the trunk would probably have been broken in two.

Lin Xuanqi watched this scene and couldn't help but burst out laughing. She clutched her stomach, lowered her head, and her shoulders trembled violently.

Several seconds later, Nagasaki Asuna stepped back, watched the boy swallow hard, her moist eyes glistening with a faint light, and then took his arm again, this time more tightly, drawing him into her full, undulating presence, as if trying to merge him into herself. The milky white skin beneath her school uniform skirt was tightly pressed together by her black over-the-knee socks.

"Teacher Shen, shall we go to the classroom first? Nana too." Cheng Fei said seriously, his free hand trembling slightly.

"Okay~" Nagasaki Asuna replied in a drawn-out tone, making her steps perfectly synchronize with the boy's.

Beside her, a cool and aloof girl raised her chin and swallowed, as if trying her best to endure something, while the delicate artwork also stepped forward.

Lin Xuanqi blinked, got up and quickly joined the three. After thinking for a moment, she didn't go to the side where the boy was sitting, but instead followed Shen Xi.

The haughty young woman carried her bag on her back with both hands, her graceful curves encased in thin black pantyhose moving lightly with each step.

After walking a few steps side by side, Lin Xuanqi turned her head to observe the profile of the aloof girl, a malicious smile curving her lips. She then shifted her gaze to her, revealing a serious curiosity, "Hey, Shen Xi, I've never seen you wear something like this before. Where did you buy this cardigan? The quality is quite nice. Tell me so I can buy one for Cheng Fei to see."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden gust of cold wind swept by without warning.

The boy, who was far away, kept his eyes down, looking as if he hadn't heard anything.

Asuna Nagasaki rested her head on the boy's shoulder, her gaze shifting slightly, but she remained silent.

"The one surnamed Lin." Shen Xi's flat chest heaved violently as she stared ahead, her small face terribly cold.

"What's wrong?" The arrogant girl seemed oblivious, tilting her head to look at her.

“No matter what you wear, that scumbag won’t even give you a second glance. You’re just secondhand.” Shen Xi said through gritted teeth.

"Am I secondhand?" Lin Xuanqi was slightly surprised, then pondered with an air of seriousness, leaning forward to get into her field of vision, her charming face beaming with a smile, "Then how many times are you a secondhand?"

A fiercer, colder wind suddenly swept in, causing nearby students to shiver and cover their collars.