The Cat Cafe's Secret

Unfortunately, the previous water cup incident not only resulted in the loss of her computer's graphics card, but also her precious hard drive. The files inside, naturally, were reduced to cold, lifeless data along with the electronic components, instead of vibrant art. Now, for the sake of her future happiness Hua Xin felt it necessary to check if her man was truly capable in that area. If there were indeed difficulties, it wasn't too late to remedy the situation. Even if it might embarrass Xia Yan, she had to face it seriously and couldn't let this suspicion gradually be confirmed and amplified. Xia Yan raised an eyebrow, still clutching his pants, and said with certainty, "Absolutely." A man's dignity cannot be violated. "Then let me see little Xia Yan?" Hua Xin sat up, crossed her arms, and said seriously, her face showing no trace of joking, her clear gaze meeting Xia Yan's. "?" Xia Yan was momentarily stunned upon hearing Hua Xin's words, his resolute expression instantly freezing. Had he heard correctly? Xia Yan initially thought Hua Xin was just joking around before bed, playing a little pre-sleep game. But after her last sentence, the situation changed completely. Hua Xin placed her hand on Xia Yan's pajama bottoms, her expression serious as she meticulously listed her thoughts. "1. You seem to have never done 'that' before. 2. I don't know if there's anything wrong with you. 3. I feel you've been under a lot of pressure lately. Releasing stress appropriately isn't bad for your health; in fact, it's beneficial. 4. As the saying goes, if you don't use your talent for a long time, God will take it away. The same applies here." She paused, then, with unusual initiative and an air of absolute certainty, slapped Xia Yan's hands away, saying each word clearly, "Finally, I'm afraid you can't do it!!" A man can't stand being told he can't. Xia Yan was silent for a moment, not expecting Hua Xin to have observed these seemingly minor details so carefully. Abstinence...fitness...hmph. His eyes darkened, and a defiant look slowly appeared on his face. Can't do it? What a joke?! With the last barrier lowered, Hua Xin finally confirmed her man's formidable strength under the cover of night. "Not bad." Hua Xin breathed a sigh of relief, then nodded with slight appreciation. Only slightly stronger than hers, I suppose. Her small hands then began adjusting the settings, testing the durability. Xia Yan remained silent, simply persisting... Ten minutes later. "Were you a little nervous the first time? Was my hand a little slow?" "Speed up, again!?" "Then... let me touch a pair of Hua Xin." "You little rascal... die!" 269. May has arrived, quietly a month longer than April, bringing with it several holidays that allow for a brief respite. If April represents a silent transition and a month that barely registers in the first half of the year, then May represents the clear sense of the approaching sweltering heat. And also, the summer vacation that seems to leave behind countless memories. The slightly warmer weather dispelled the months-long chill, and after shedding their heavy coats, a unique scene of bright skirts and stockings appeared on campus, often attracting sharp glances from male students whose strange, spring-awakened male instincts seemed to be etched into their DNA. However, it wasn't officially summer yet, and the temperature remained somewhat unstable; only a small percentage of girls paid such attention to fashion and showing off their figures. But one girl was an exception: Hua Xin, still wearing a mask and sitting next to Xia Yan in the classroom. It was another ordinary Wednesday: the familiar classroom seat, the familiar balding old man standing on the podium, the familiar person beside her, and the familiar Teamfight Tactics almost reaching three stars and five elixir. Hua Xin rested her head on the edge of the desk, one hand on her phone on her lap, the other frantically trading cards, but when the countdown at the top of the screen ended, she was still one piece short of the strongest three-star form. After entering the opponent's board with only one health point remaining, she silently watched the Yordle little Rumble on the opponent's bench, who looked exactly like her on the field. No wonder she couldn't get it...it was because of that spawn point! Hua Xin Red Temperature slightly as she watched the opponent's fully-developed lineup easily crush her scattered pieces, just one short of reaching three stars. Her remaining dozen or so health points vanished instantly, and she was even forced to watch the victory skin animation that the opponent had only gotten because they spent money... Clenching her fists, she quickly deleted the entire game from the background to avoid any emotional breakdown and making strange sobs in class. The most important thing about playing games isn't the process or the result, but the person you play with. But who was in class to catch up on notes and didn't have time to fight alongside her? Otherwise, she wouldn't have ended up going all in, getting blocked, and being turned around by just one health point. Hua Xin turned off her phone, looked up, and leaned weakly against the wall, her gaze fixed on Xia Yan beside her, who was diligently copying notes. Xia Yan's neat and precise handwriting was undoubtedly far superior to Hua Xin's messy style. It wasn't that she was being lazy; when she needed to catch up on notes for other subjects, she would take them to the cat cafe and finish them while petting the cats during the afternoon when there were fewer customers or during her lunch break. She was quite adept at balancing her studies and work. However, Xia Yan was either busy assembling a computer or working out and studying, so their time for gaming was greatly reduced. Therefore, the notes due soon had to be caught up on during class. "Finished playing? Perfect timing, I'm almost done catching up on my notes too." "Let's play together next time?" Xia Yan slightly raised his eyes, writing rapidly as he spoke softly to the girl. The strange skill of "multitasking" seemed effortless for him. Hua Xin leaned against the wall, and upon hearing Xia Yan's voice, tears welled up in her eyes. She said weakly, "Please hurry up, I'm losing confidence because I'm getting beaten up." "Don't worry, wait for your husband to step in." Xia Yan was already used to Hua Xin's current listless, defeated state. To put it nicely, perhaps her gaming talent wasn't that great. To put it simply, she was bad at the game but loved playing. It was clear from Hua Xin's previous livestream playing Black Myth that she had virtually no talent for games requiring skill to complete... relying entirely on hard work. Xia Yan, at Xia Fen's suggestion, had been secretly watching Hua Xin's livestreams for a while, constantly stalking her. Both having sex with her in the game and in real life were ways to fully demonstrate his boyfriend power. Of course, the latter might take some time. "Then hurry up, I'll watch some more videos..." Seeing Xia Yan still diligently writing, Hua Xin could only listlessly continue playing on her phone while lying on the table. Looking at the cosplay on the screen, she paused the video for a moment, a thoughtful thought flashing in her eyes. To be honest, if she wore those clothes herself, plus some beauty filters and makeup, wouldn't she look better and be more accurate than these online celebrities in the video? Although she hadn't fully mastered the art of makeup yet, buying those clothes seemed like a pretty good idea...