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

Presumably, the teacher Feng that the client encountered in that life was also such a person, but his grandfather's matter made him feel guilty and morally blackmailed, ultimately forcing him to compromise.

"Thank you, Teacher Feng," Chu Zhuo said sincerely.

Teacher Feng nodded and said, "I'm your teacher, this is what I should do, there's nothing to thank me for. get out of class is over now, you must be hungry, go and eat."

Chu Zhuo walked out of the classroom, and there was a huge Sheng Congye standing in the corridor.

"How long have you been waiting, Brother Ye?" Chu Zhuo placed her hand into the man's palm.

Sheng Congye led him forward: "It's been less than a minute. What did your counselor want to talk to you about? I overheard a woman on the phone when I went upstairs just now. I think she mentioned your name. Is it related to her?"

"What a coincidence," Chu Zhuo described Ji Wanshu's attire. After receiving an affirmative answer from Sheng Congye, he said, "She is my mother. She has always wanted me to learn ballet, but I personally prefer classical dance. There is an irreconcilable conflict between us."

"It doesn't matter if we can't work out together, as long as Zhuobao is safe and happy." When the information was first leaked, Sheng Congye contacted public relations to suppress the news, but he had inadvertently glanced at it.

Whether it was ballet in the past or classical dance now, there is only one choice he respects, and that is Chu Zhuo's choice.

The shackles imposed in the name of love often cause more serious harm to the soul.

Once a person's heart is corrupted, no amount of medicine will be effective.

Chu Zhu smiled brightly: "Brother Ye, you can rest assured. Peace and happiness are the simplest things for me."

Ji Wanshu didn't seem to have called her grandfather; it appeared he was completely unaware that school was on summer vacation.

The house I bought off campus is now fully renovated, and the smell has mostly dissipated. I'm just waiting to move in during the summer vacation.

A week before summer vacation, Chu Zhuo, urged by Sheng Congye, began to move her everyday clothes into the house piece by piece.

With many courses in his first year and the last exam approaching, Sheng Congye waited anxiously outside the classroom.

As soon as the exam ended, he appeared at the classroom door.

The classical dance students were not surprised; Chu Zhuo was the fifth one to come out.

Sheng Congye took the exam pen from his hand: "I'm going to the supermarket this afternoon to buy some vegetables. I've learned a few dishes recently, and I'll cook them for you."

"Then I'll look forward to Ye-ge's cooking." Chu Zhuo's voice rose at the end, showing his strong support.

Today is their first day officially moving into their new home. They had already finished tidying up, so cooking the first meal together made it even more meaningful.

The apartment is not far from the school, about a ten-minute walk away. It is a medium-sized apartment with two bedrooms and one living room, with a total area of ​​just over 100 square meters.

It's not that we can't afford a bigger one; relatively speaking, this location is the most suitable. Chuzhuo University still has three years left, which is quite a long time.

The two of them, like newlyweds, pushed a shopping cart and put groceries into it one by one.

After selecting the ingredients, Chu Zhu ran to the flour section and grabbed two bags of low-gluten flour: "I want to try making a chiffon cake. I searched for tutorials, and they're very simple. I heard that anyone can make one."

Sheng Congye blindly praised, "What Zhuobao makes must be delicious."

Upon returning to my new home, I was greeted by a welcome mat at the entrance.

In the entryway, there's a fluffy chick plush toy hanging on the wall, along with a row of hooks for keys or other small items, each hook decorated with a different animal.

The living room walls were painted sky blue, and the ceiling was adorned with a modern Chinese-style lotus chandelier.

The evening sun shines through the balcony, and the hanging chair sways slowly in the breeze.

At first glance, the overall layout is warm and inviting.

The two were busy with their own things. Sheng Congye brought three dishes and a soup to the table, and Chu Zhuo found a porcelain bowl to add rice. She clinked rice bowls with Sheng Congye's, saying, "Let's celebrate officially moving into our new home."

Their presence can be seen in every aspect of the room's layout.

After dinner, Chu Zhuo went to get the chiffon cake from the oven.

The oven temperature had already been turned off, so it wasn't hot to the touch. He tried a piece first, and found it to be soft, fluffy, and sweet. He broke off a piece and fed it to Cong Ye: "Brother Ye, try it. It didn't turn out badly. Anyone can do it."

Sheng Congye ate slowly, and seeing Zhuo Bao's bright eyes, teased, "Zhuo Bao's skills are excellent. Opening a cake shop as a side business and earning over ten thousand a month is no problem."

How could Chu Zhuo not tell he was teasing her? She glared at him and said, "Are you trying to boost my sales? I didn't know Brother Ye liked sweets."

Sheng Congye chuckled indulgently, "I guess you only like the Chuzhuo brand flavor, you don't like anything else, I'm very picky."

"Okay, it suits my taste." Chu Zhuo smiled and tilted her head up to kiss him on the lips.

A strong arm wrapped around his waist, and he leaned forward with the force, stumbling and stepping on Sheng Congye's instep. He then fell into the man's broad chest: "Brother Ye?"

The boy opened his big, bright eyes, trying to appear innocent, but the slyness lingering in his eyes betrayed him.

"Kissing and running away, is Zhuo Bao going to be a little scumbag?" Sheng Congye lifted his leg and turned towards the bedroom.

The weight of an adult male was standing on the instep of Sheng Congye, yet he walked without any abnormality.

"How am I a jerk?" Chu Zhuo retorted defiantly. "You're allowed to tease me, but I can't fight back?"

Sheng Congye raised an eyebrow: "So Zhuobao's counterattack is a benefit for me? If you like it, please come more often."

Chu Zhu grabbed his shoulders, lifted her legs off the ground, climbed onto the man's waist and abdomen, and continued upwards until she sat down on his shoulders.

Then she grabbed the man's neck with both hands and gave him a precise chokehold: "I'm going to teach you a lesson, Sheng Congye, I've got your life in my hands now."

The boy spoke with an air of authority, but his hands didn't actually apply any force; it was more like he was just playing around.

Sheng Congye's eyes were full of indulgence, and he deliberately held his breath to cooperate with him: "Lord Chuzhuo, spare my dog's life. I will definitely serve you well and make you comfortable later."

"Don't talk nonsense." Chu Zhuo used one hand to cover his mouth.

After a few steps to the bedroom, Sheng Congye grabbed Chu Zhuo's slender waist, lifted her over his head, and gently tossed her onto the bed. He then leaned over her and said, "Okay, then I'll do whatever I want."

Chuzhuo: "?"

Is what you're talking about done clean?

It turned out to be very unclean.

The man, who was experiencing sex for the first time, didn't know his own strength. In the middle of the night, Chu Zhuo cried until her eyes were almost dry, and he still coaxed her to lift her legs.

*

After indulging at home for a few days, Chu Zhuo felt deeply decadent and woke up earlier than Sheng Congye for the first time to go to the dance studio to practice dancing.

One of the rooms was converted into a dance studio, with fitness equipment scattered in the corner, taking up less than one-tenth of the total area.

After reviewing two sets of basic skills, Chu Zhuo felt refreshed and his usual feeling returned.

He did it again, sneaking over to Sheng Congye's fitness equipment, grabbing the dumbbell bar, and lifting it up in one go.

The process was much easier than last time. After lifting the dumbbells above his shoulders, he put them down and massaged his biceps.

"Great." Sheng Congye leaned against the door frame.

Chu Zhuo also boasted, "I also think I've improved since last time."

Sheng Congye called to him, "Breakfast is ready."

Is that all?

Chu Zhuo wondered if she had lost track of time while dancing: "Have I been dancing for a long time?"

"Not long after, I woke up when Zhuobao got up," Sheng Congye explained softly.

Chu Zhuo: "Are you pretending to be asleep?"

Sheng Congye glanced at the boy's swollen lips, his gaze shifting: "Zhuobao carefully lifted the blanket, afraid of waking me up. What kind of family status do I have? How dare I open my eyes?"

The implication is that I'm just going along with you.

Of course, I also feel guilty; I have indeed gone too far these past few days.

"..."

Chu Zhuo pulled her hand away and walked forward: "Sheng Congye, you're finished."