Quick Transmigration: The Divine-Looking Host is Always Pampered by a Powerful Boss

In the chaotic world of night, stars twinkled and the Milky Way stretched across them, while two people lay intertwined on the bed.

It may not just be a bed.

……

A few days later.

Chu Zhuo opened her eyes and woke up, catching a glimpse of Ying Ming lying on his side.

The man's palm pressed against the side of his head, his long black hair half-tied up, enveloping him in an extremely protective gesture. His deep, dark eyes revealed a mixture of infatuation and desire: "Zhuobao is awake?"

"..." Chu Zhuo's heart felt as if it were soaked in honey, and a heavy emotion welled up in his eyes. He moved his body slightly, his long silver hair being lifted up, and leaned closer, tilting his head up to kiss Ying Ming's lips. "Good morning, Ying Ming~"

Ying Ming's eyes darkened slightly, his jaw tightened, and his breathing slowed.

When Chu Zhuo showed signs of leaving, he decisively made his move, forcefully gripping the back of Chu Zhuo's head with his palm and pulling him tightly into a kiss.

It's already early morning and it's all been wasted like this.

When Chu Zhuo's lips were loosened, she let out a secret hum and gave Ying Ming a smile.

Taking advantage of Ying Ming's distraction, the next second he rolled himself up in the blanket and said seriously, "Ying Ming, it seems I'm missing a room here."

Ying Ming, still captivated by Chu Zhuo's earlier dazzling smile, swallowed hard and repeated absentmindedly, "What's missing?"

"Study." Chu Zhu coldly uttered these two words.

Ying Ming's mind suddenly cleared, and he pretended not to understand, asking, "Zhuo Bao, do you want to try the study next time?"

Chu Zhuo laughed in anger. He didn't believe Ying Ming couldn't understand, so he unceremoniously raised his leg and kicked the other man in the chest.

The kick wasn't forceful; it was more like a playful, intimate gesture between a couple. Ying Ming's large hand clamped down on his ankle.

The boy's legs were straight and well-proportioned, smooth and delicate, and felt wonderful to the touch.

Ying Ming lowered his head and kissed the other's calf: "Thank you for the reward, Zhuo Bao."

Chuzhuo: "..."

It was noon when I went out of the room again.

Chu Zhuo held an ancient book in his hand, lying flat on the low couch. Every now and then, he would turn the pages and nod his chin as if he had something in mind.

Ying Ming brought over the spiritual fruit and sat down leisurely by the couch, his head slightly lowered, his vision filled with Chu Zhuo's beautiful face. A deep affection played at the corners of his lips as he asked, "The green lotus fruit is ripe. Would Zhuo Bao like some?"

The green lotus fruit bears fruit only once every hundred years. It has both the sweet fragrance of fruit and the delicate aroma of flowers. The juice content is just right, and the taste is sweet, crisp, and refreshing, making it especially delicious.

"I want to eat!" Chu Zhu responded enthusiastically, casually placing the ancient book on the low table. After sitting up straight, her gaze fell on the green lotus fruit in the white jade plate, then turned to Ying Ming, "When did you pick them?"

"After Zhuobao fell asleep last night," Yingming said.

Chu Zhuo: "..." Someone's energy is terrifying.

Chu Zhuo grabbed a green lotus fruit and ate quite a few in one go.

Chu Zhuo took the ancient book back into his hands, lay down on the low couch, and continued reading the contents.

Ying Ming sat down next to him and flipped through another ancient book.

The two exchanged their thoughts.

The window was half-open, and a gentle breeze occasionally blew in, blowing Chu Zhuo's silver hair toward her face.

With her vision blocked by long silver hair, Chu Zhuo held the ancient book in both hands and subconsciously shook her head, trying to shake off the strands of hair. Suddenly, an even larger hand reached out.

He immediately tilted his head back and remained still, his tone light and cheerful with a rising lilt at the end: "Thank you for your hard work~"

After Ying Ming finished speaking to Chu Zhuo, she casually smoothed his hair, revealing his delicate features.

The boy's voice sounded sweet, as if it had been soaked in the green lotus fruit. Ying Ming's throat tickled, and he bent down to kiss Chu Zhuo's lips: "It's not hard work, there's a reward."

Chuzhuo: "..."

There are countless miscellaneous matters in the divine realm, so Chu Zhuo continued with his work.

The Time and Space Administration is proceeding with a series of tasks in an orderly manner, including process planning, staffing, training, and guidelines, and is already taking shape.

He took every step with utmost care and attention.

They're busy for months at a time.

A continuous flow of the power of the laws flowed to the Time Management Bureau, supporting the entire operational framework.

And so, the mission was accomplished.

The Time Management Bureau has been established.

Many friends sent their congratulations.

After a few lively days, the Chaos Realm returned to peace for the time being, and Ying Ming eagerly pulled Chu Zhuo into bed.

Zhuobao did what he wanted, and his sexual encounters over the past few months were always intermittent; he was almost never fully satisfied.

So when Chu Zhuo came out of the bedroom again, half a month had quietly slipped away.

The golden sunset shone on the majestic palace, and Chu Zhuo lay leisurely on the swing, his body swaying with it.

Suddenly, the sunlight was blocked, and he lazily opened his eyes, his light pupils shimmering with a dazzling silver light.

The handsome, tall man leaned towards him, holding a bowl of lotus root soup in his hands.

Chu Zhuo sat up, picked up the bowl, tilted his head back to taste, and exclaimed, "It's delicious, with a perfect balance of freshness and flavor!"

Ying Ming's eyes were filled with doting affection. After Chu Zhuo finished drinking, he placed the bowl on the stone table beside him, then bent down and smoothly lifted Chu Zhuo into his arms, turning him to the side so that his back was against the spot where Chu Zhuo had been lying.

The two of them lay down in the swing together.

"...Eh?" The view suddenly reversed, and Chu Zhuo lay face to face with Ying Ming. Ying Ming's muscles relaxed, and he reached out and squeezed Ying Ming's arm.

Ying Ming casually placed his arms around the boy's lower back, his palms slowly opening as his five fingers expertly massaged his waist: "Zhuobao said before going to sleep that he wanted to go to Ling Shu Mountain. Shall we set off tomorrow or rest for a few more days?"

Chu Zhuo narrowed her eyes comfortably, and without much thought, said, "Tomorrow."

"Okay," Ying Ming said in a low voice.

As dusk fell, Chu Zhuo and Ying Ming returned to their bedchamber and slept for a while before heading to Ling Shu Mountain the next day.

Ling Shu Mountain boasts beautiful scenery and pure spiritual energy, making it an ideal place for cultivation.

Chu Zhuo's body soared into the mountaintop, his toes landing lightly on the ground, standing at the highest point and looking down at Ling Shu Mountain below.

The entire mountain range was covered with lush green spiritual trees. Chu Zhuo took out two bamboo baskets from his storage space, turned around and handed one to Ying Ming: "Let's go down the mountain to pick spiritual mushrooms."

Yingming took the bamboo basket handed to him and followed closely beside Chuzhuo.

"Yingming, look! This Qingxin mushroom is perfect for you." Chuzhu dug out the Qingxin mushroom and tossed it into Yingming's bamboo basket.

Understanding the teasing tone in Chu Zhuo's words, Ying Ming shook his head and chuckled, pushing the Qingxin mushrooms into the corner of the basket: "Zhuo Bao underestimates her own attractiveness to me."

His composure was practically nonexistent in front of Chu Zhuo.

Hearing his tone, Chu Zhuo couldn't help but raise her voice, "Should I give you an award?"

Ying Ming, taking advantage of the situation, said, "No need, just reward me directly."

Chu Zhuo thought to himself, "I really won't hold back."

It perfectly matches someone's nature.

Ling Shu Mountain is home to countless delicious Ling mushrooms. After this trip to Ling Shu Mountain, my basket was full.

Having enjoyed the process of picking mushrooms, Chu Zhu put the bamboo basket into the storage space.

After visiting Ling Shu Mountain, we went to an extremely cold place on our way back.

The frigid land was still covered in ice and snow, but the Ice and Fire Exquisite Platform was surrounded by countless flowers and plants.

Just like their love that never ends.

Chu Zhuo sat on the edge of the Linglong Platform, discussing their return to the Chaos Realm: "Ying Ming, when we get home, I want to make soup and stir-fry the spirit mushrooms we just picked."

Ying Ming lowered his gaze, pouring the burning affection in his eyes onto the person beside him, and let out a soft "Mmm".

Life in the divine realm is endless, and so are the lives of Chu Zhuo and Ying Ming.

After spending some time in the frigid land, the two set off back to the Chaos Realm.

Yingming took Chuzhuo's hand.

The moment their fingers touched, Chu Zhuo immediately grasped the other's hand, his bright eyes burning with passion, love welling up in his heart: "Let's go."

Time to go home!

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