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Chizuru Tsukishima begins her daily yoga practice.
She knows that to prolong her "flowering period" to the greatest extent possible, she not only needs to rely on expensive skincare products, but more importantly, she needs to stick to her own exercise routine.
Yoga is an excellent choice, as it can greatly improve the body's flexibility and coordination.
For untrained people, doing the splits might be difficult, but through consistent yoga practice, she can now do it with ease.
With improved flexibility, one can be more at ease in maintaining posture and engaging in certain nighttime activities.
She was completely absorbed in the yoga postures, her breathing steady and long.
After a long while, there was a knock on the office door, followed by a familiar voice coming from under the door: "Chizuru, I'm coming in~"
Qingze pushed open the door.
What came into his view was Tsukishima Chizuru performing a difficult yoga pose on the yoga mat.
She supported her body firmly with both hands, her upper body perpendicular to the ground, while her two long, beautiful legs were raised high, and her supple feet finally rested lightly on her shoulders.
Her extraordinary flexibility makes one almost doubt whether she has no bones at first glance.
Qingze's gaze, however, was drawn to the curves outlined by the tight-fitting sports shorts.
This apartment layout looks exceptionally "livable".
His eyes revealed undisguised admiration. He casually closed the door, took a lunchbox from his briefcase, and said with a smile, "Come and eat."
"Hmm~"
Chizuru Tsukishima responded, her feet moving like nimble butterflies, retracting from her shoulders and landing lightly on the ground. Then, she flexibly straightened up.
What's good for breakfast today?
"There's your favorite miso soup, as well as grilled eel, mapo tofu, and rice."
As Qingze spoke, he opened the lunchbox for her, revealing a beautifully presented breakfast that looked and smelled delicious.
Chizuru Tsukishima's lips curled up slightly as she chuckled, "Thank you for your hard work~"
"What's the reward?"
Qingze smiled and leaned closer, his tone carrying a hint of suggestion.
Chizuru Tsukishima gave a soft hum, her eyes sparkling as she glanced at him, a seductive glint in her eyes as she said, "Of course~"
You did me such a big favor yesterday, getting rid of that scourge in the teaching profession, how could I not reward you properly?
Her soft, captivating voice instantly made the originally cool air in the office feel hot and bothersome.
Chizuru Tsukishima extended her slender index finger and gently traced the tip of Aozawa's chin, smiling as she asked, "What exactly is the reward...?"
Let me finish eating first~
"Then you'd better hurry."
Qingze couldn't help but urge him on.
Chizuru Tsukishima didn't dawdle; she finished her breakfast gracefully and quickly.
She pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth, then took out a hair tie from her bag and casually tied her thick, wavy hair, which was draped over her shoulders, into a neat ponytail, revealing her beautiful, swan-like, fair and slender neck.
She beckoned to Qingze with her finger, her voice seductive: "You, stand up, lean against the desk, and place your hands on the table."
Remember, don't move around...
If you move around too much, the reward will have to stop immediately!
"Okay, it's all up to you."
Qingze walked to the large desk, leaned against the edge, and placed his hands on the smooth surface, asking curiously, "What are you planning to do?"
"You're just asking a question you already know the answer to."
She gave him a playful glare, then slowly squatted down.
To be honest, Qingze doesn't usually have any particular penchant for looking down on people.
But in the current situation, he suddenly felt that it wasn't so bad to experience this perspective occasionally.
His gaze involuntarily fell on Tsukishima Chizuru's beautiful, upturned face, especially her mouth.
Those lips were perfectly shaped and had an alluring color, like ripe, plump grapes waiting to be picked.
It's hard to imagine anyone being able to withstand her attack after taking that bite.
However, Chizuru Tsukishima did not act as he had expected.
She let out a few soft hums and then stretched out her delicate, boneless hands.
Just as Qingze lowered his guard, thinking that this was her killing move, she unexpectedly feinted and chose to launch a sneak attack.
Like a puppy meeting its owner for the first time, it is both tentative and affectionate.
"Chizuru!"
Qingze shuddered violently, as if he had been electrocuted.
Chizuru Tsukishima raised her eyes, her large, watery phoenix eyes filled with a hint of innocence and cunning, and asked, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
"No! What I mean is that we can deepen our communication."
"What a beautiful thought~"
Chizuru Tsukishima muttered something, rejecting his further advances.
Her red lips brushed across the water as lightly as a dragonfly skimming the surface.
After a moment, Qingze finally couldn't help but growl, "Chizuru!!"
"It's okay~"
Instead of backing down, Tsukishima Chizuru smiled and said, "Today I'll especially allow you to trample on my face~"
As soon as the words were spoken, the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers.
She immediately tilted her head back, her eyes glazed over.
At the same time, a green light flashed above her head and entered Qingze's brow.
Chapter 93 Teacher, it would be better if you were a girl.
"Cool!"
Under the dual impact of mental and sensory stimulation, Qingze couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh.
The mental boost brought by the green light caused his perception range to soar to 6.7 meters.
His unprecedentedly keen senses allowed him to clearly perceive the subtle state of Tsukishima Chizuru's body at that moment.
The rhythm of the heartbeat, the intensity of blood flow...
It even directly "painted" a vivid picture in his mind.
That was a vibrant pink breath!
He lowered his head and met Tsukishima Chizuru's upward gaze.
That stunningly beautiful face seemed to be shrouded in a hazy white mist, tinged with a dreamlike quality, like a saint who had accidentally been touched by the dust of the mortal world, exuding an almost blasphemous beauty.
"Chizuru, you're amazing!"
"Heh, do you even need to tell me that?"
Chizuru Tsukishima chuckled softly, her tone carrying a hint of lazy smugness.
She took out a tissue and carefully wiped him clean, then stood up briskly, patted his side and said, "Okay."
What are you still standing here for?
Go to work.
After saying that, she stopped looking at him, turned around, and walked with elegant cat-like steps toward the restroom inside the principal's office.
Her slender waist swayed naturally with her steps, and her silhouette remained alluring and captivating.
Qingze could only manage to put his pants on with some difficulty, leaving the zipper undone to avoid discomfort.
He leaned against his desk, took a few deep breaths, and after his mind and body had calmed down a bit, he zipped up his jacket, straightened his clothes, picked up his briefcase, and left the office.
Chizuru Tsukishima walked into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror.
Her cheeks still had a noticeable flush.
She quickly turned on the tap and rinsed her face repeatedly with cold water until the floral scent on the tip of her nose gradually dissipated.
"You brat... you've got quite a lot to go."
She looked in the mirror and muttered something under her breath.
Although she had zero practical experience, her theoretical knowledge was quite "rich".
When chatting with her group of wealthy female friends, the topics they discuss are always quite daring.
After all, the topics that pampered ladies discuss in private are mostly related to men.
In her "knowledge reserves," an amount like that is quite rare.
Does this suggest that Qingze possesses extraordinary talent in certain areas?
Chizuru Tsukishima unconsciously licked her slightly dry lips, feeling as if a suppressed desire deep within her heart had been awakened.
She quickly patted her cheeks gently, trying to dispel these thoughts.
Afterwards, she took off her slightly damp vest and shorts, wiped her body with water, and finally felt calm before leaving the bathroom.
She took out the formal outfit she had previously put in her bag and dressed herself meticulously from head to toe.
In a short while, the image of the shrewd and capable female principal was restored.
……
The morning passed quietly during the lectures.
Qingze walked out of the classroom with his math textbook and the thick book "War and Peace".
He nodded and greeted several familiar colleagues from the next class, then quickly went downstairs to the cafeteria.