Who wants to learn sewing skills while dating?

"What do you want me to do?" Mo Heng lowered his eyes, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Just stand here." Chu Jun smiled slyly.

"Okay."

···

As expected, the moment Mo Heng stepped in front of the booth, the previously deserted corner was instantly packed. The girls blushed as they handed over their registration forms, and the boys couldn't help but steal glances at this suddenly appearing "human poster."

By skillfully utilizing Mo Heng's appeal, Chu Yun recruited many new students for the club.

The president's mouth was grinning to the point of reaching his ears, and his eyes were shining as he looked at Chu Yun and Mo Heng, as if he had seen a savior.

Among the freshmen who applied to join the club, there were certainly students who genuinely liked mysticism, but it was unknown how many of them came just to see the two handsome guys Chu Yun and Mo Heng.

"You did a great job today."

"Really?" Mo Heng received Chu Jun's praise, and the cold expression he maintained for the whole afternoon instantly collapsed. The corners of his mouth curled up, and the domineering CEO persona that he had worked so hard to maintain completely collapsed.

Pretending to be indifferent for the entire afternoon really made Mo Heng feel embarrassed. Chu Jun touched his head with heartache, signaling him to take off his disguise.

"Tell them today that I'm your boyfriend." Mo Heng had been holding it in for the entire afternoon, and finally couldn't hold it in any longer and asked, hoping to get a positive answer.

Chu Jun nodded: "Yeah, don't you want to be it?"

"No, no, no, of course I will! I can only be your boyfriend."

Chu Jun helped Mo Heng take off his clothes and glanced at him: "That depends on your performance."

"Hehe~"

"I heard a lot of people talking about things above or below today. What does that mean?" Mo Heng's expression was a little confused, even naive.

Chu Jun hesitated after hearing this.

"Um..." Faced with such a question, Chu Jun didn't know how to explain it for a moment.

"Do you like to be on top or on the bottom?" Chu Jun asked.

If Mo Heng chooses the following, and their relationship becomes closer, he can turn around and tease Mo Heng harshly, taking the initiative in his hands.

Hasn't Mo Heng figured out what kind of secret code this is for humans?

Why did the kitten ask himself this question?

He thought hard for a while, and finally made a decisive choice: "Next!"

"Is that so?" Chu Jun suppressed a smile and asked Mo Heng why he chose the lower one. Wouldn't the upper one be better?

Mo Heng replied seriously, "But when I hold you, I can hold you in my arms."

Chu Jun actually thought that what Mo Heng said made sense, and then threw a book at him.

"Since you want to be down there, then learn it well."

Then, Chu Jun closed the door of his bedroom, leaving the space to the innocent mountain god, allowing him to experience the wickedness of human hearts.

Mo Heng might not understand too many words, but his ability to understand pictures was perfect. Looking at the various poses of the two little people in the book, he completely understood the meaning.

"This, this is...something magical!!!"

Mo Heng felt like he had discovered a new world.

As a simple mountain god who had lived for who knows how many years, Mo Heng knew about human intercourse through inheritance. He had almost had sex with a kitten before.

but!

No one told him that humans have so many postures and ways to do this!

The simple mountain god was amazed, and his feelings went from novelty to interest and then to excitement.

He no longer cared about what was above or below, he just thought the things in the cartoon were so interesting, and he wanted to do it with the kitten right now!

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on Chu Yun's door.

Chu Jun glanced at the time. It was already midnight. He knew with his toes that Mo Heng knocking on the door at this time was not a good thing. "I'm asleep, get lost."

"Open the door, open the door~" Mo Heng continued to knock on the door anxiously.

"Go away~"

"···"

Chu Jun happily rejected Mo Heng's request for sex, turned around and went to sleep contentedly.

She completely forgot that she was letting her husband hold it in and how she would have to pay off the debt later.

"Sigh~"

"He's really too much, isn't he? He locked me out!"

"Sisi!"

"What did I do wrong! I helped the kitten fulfill his wish!"

"Sigh~"

"It's the kitten's great credit that it was discovered. Well, it's better to be in my own mountain. I can take the kitten back home." The home that Mo Heng mentioned was not the Miao village. It was just a place where he went to have fun when he was bored.

His home is in the mountains, a beautiful big house.

"But the kitten's home seems to be bigger." Mo Heng looked at the maze-like corridors and the various auction-level artworks hanging in the corridors, feeling a little discouraged.

He is a great mountain god, but the place he lives is not even as big as a kitten's home. It's really embarrassing to tell others about it.

If you take the kitten back home, it will probably dislike the place.

"No, I need to save money for my wife."

Mo Heng applied what he learned flexibly, and now he has already used the words in the comics.

Chu Jun, who was sleeping, had no idea that her restless old man had other thoughts.

By the time Chu Jun really realized something was wrong, Mo Heng was already going to participate in the talent show with his long white hair.

"Draft?"

EXM? May I ask?

Why would a mountain god like you want to participate in a talent show?

Did something happen in between that he didn't know about? Why is the span of the dungeon so long?

You are a little kid from the mountains, do you know what a talent show is?

He felt his temples throbbing and his head ached.

Being angry with Mo Heng.

How come a story with a Miao background was halfway through being directed to the entertainment industry channel?

Chu Jun gritted his teeth, looking at the innocent Mo Heng in front of him but couldn't bear to hit him, and didn't know what to scold him for, feeling suffocated.

"Someone on the street said he was a talent scout, and then..."

Mo Heng explained everything to Chu Yun.

Initially, Mo Heng yearned to emulate Ran Xingchen and the Chu family and establish his own business empire. However, as a newcomer, despite diligently learning the rules of survival in the human world, a few months had only given him a superficial understanding. Entrepreneurship is never that easy. Choosing an industry, seizing the right timing—every step holds hidden secrets.

Mo Heng wandered around outside for a few days trying to find a direction, but before he could figure out where to start, he met a man who claimed to be a scout.

The scout brought him to an office building. As soon as he entered, more than a dozen pairs of eyes looked him over like searchlights, asking him questions one after another. Before Mo Heng could react, a contract was already pushed in front of him.

Those people had flattering smiles on their faces, their mouths stretched from ear to ear, but their eyes were filled with greed, just like a group of sharks that had smelled blood, afraid that this once-in-a-lifetime "prey" would slip through their fingers.

Of course Mo Heng had a hunch that something was wrong, but when he saw the amount on the contract, he felt warmed and signed it.

There's no way, they gave too much.