My aunt is a magical girl, and so am I.

Chapter 4 I just wanted love, I wanted to be treated well.

Junhai Road truly lives up to its reputation as a wealthy area in Haicheng, with rows of extravagantly designed detached or terraced villas lining the entire street.

As the car passed an intersection, Chu Sheng even caught a glimpse of an illegally constructed, completely transparent glass swimming pool on the rooftop of a villa. Several long, white legs swayed in the water, and a few shapely women in revealing bikinis were playfully splashing each other with champagne.

I hate rich people.

Chu Sheng silently withdrew his gaze.

In contrast, No. 13 Junhai Road is the least conspicuous building. The exterior retains the calm and dignified gray and white color scheme of the building when it was delivered by the developer, and the perimeter is separated by a circle of quiet green bamboo.

Walking along the bamboo path paved with bluestone slabs, you will reach a gate with a rather ancient feel at the end.

Chu Sheng followed behind Gu Yanru with his luggage, his gaze darting around aimlessly.

I thought Aunt Gu's frontal power was already astonishing enough, but I never expected her back view to be even more incredible.

With the rhythmic tapping of her high heels, her supple waist swayed gracefully, her off-white bodycon dress taut behind her, and her two full, round breasts swayed slightly.

But her beautifully curved back was straight, and her gait was dignified, without the slightest hint of coquetry or vulgarity. Instead, she exuded a graceful and elegant charm.

"The password is six 1s, got it?" Gu Yanru walked to the door, raised her finger and tapped the electronic lock a few times. With a "click", the heavy door popped open.

"I've got it, I've got it!" Chu Sheng snapped out of his daze and quickly nodded.

Stepping into the entrance hall, Chu Sheng discovered that the villa was a hidden world inside. At first glance, it felt as if he had stepped into the grand mansion of an ancient high-ranking official.

As far as the eye could see, apart from a few minimalist modern top-of-the-line home appliances, all the furniture was made of raw wood that he couldn't name but which looked ridiculously expensive.

Chu Sheng had even seen the names of the ink paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wall in his history textbook.

"The first floor has a living room, kitchen, and dining room." Gu Yanru looked at Chu Sheng, who was standing there in a daze, and smiled lightly. "When Aunt Gu isn't busy with work, she usually cooks at home. If I'm not here, you can eat at the school cafeteria. Don't order takeout; takeout isn't clean."

"Okay," Chu Sheng answered honestly, then his attention was suddenly drawn to a pair of carved wooden doors at the far end of the living room. "Aunt Gu, what's that over there?"

Gu Yanru turned around, swayed her waist slightly, and slowly walked over to push open the wooden door.

Outside the gate was a miniature version of a Suzhou garden.

"This is the backyard." She smoothed her long, wavy hair and casually waved. "When we were decorating, we just had someone copy the layout. You're under a lot of pressure from your studies, so you can come here to sit and relax."

Chu Sheng looked at the stone arch bridge with its babbling water and the ancient-style pavilion with its flying eaves, and clicked his tongue in amazement.

Gu Yanru is definitely not just an ordinary university professor. The hard and soft furnishings and landscaping on the first floor alone would probably cost the entire GDP of his hometown town.

"The second floor is a rest area, with a total of three bedrooms."

Gu Yanru led him up the solid wood staircase. The corridor on the second floor was covered with a thick carpet, making no sound when you stepped on it.

The layout on the second floor is very simple, with a single door on the left and two doors on the right.

She pointed to the closed master bedroom door on the left: "This is my room. You'll stay in the guest room opposite mine; it has an ensuite bathroom and a washing machine. Boys should pay attention to personal hygiene and wash their clothes frequently, okay?"

Chu Sheng nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

That's fantastic! Look at the privacy!

Normally, if he locks the door in his room, even if he's wearing a little skirt and doing a giant swing inside, Gu Yanru would never find out.

The only slight disappointment is that the classic scenario of "accidentally bumping into the hostess wrapped in a bath towel" is unlikely to happen.

Gu Yanru finally pointed to the spiral staircase leading to the third floor: "The entire third floor is a study and a storage room. There are many books in the study, so be sure to wash your hands before reading them, and remember to put them back in their original places after you're done."

She paused, her tone becoming more serious: "As for the storage room, keep it locked and don't touch it; it's full of dust."

It was evening.

Chu Sheng sat nervously at the enormous dining table and enjoyed his first dinner of his boarding life.

Dinner was quite elaborate: bamboo fungus stewed with old hen soup, stir-fried yam and asparagus, and a small dish of pickled radish made by his mother as a side dish.

It has to be said that Aunt Gu's cooking skills are excellent, but Chu Sheng felt his mouth was almost bland.

Moreover, Gu Yanru had very strict family rules, including not speaking while eating or sleeping.

The only sound in the large restaurant was the soft clinking of bowls and chopsticks. The silence made Chu Sheng feel uncomfortable, so he could only frantically shovel the white rice in his bowl.

I looked up at her, but I didn't dare.

Looking up, you can see Gu Yanru picking up a small piece of asparagus and putting it into her full red lips. Her red lips are slightly parted, and she chews very slowly, with graceful demeanor.

Even if you bury your head in your food and eat voraciously, it won't work.

Making himself look like a starving ghost reincarnated, Chu was afraid of leaving a bad first impression on this elder who valued rules and etiquette.

Chu Sheng could only shovel the rice out of his bowl as quickly as possible, but not too fast, and then jumped up as if he had been granted a pardon: "Aunt Gu, please eat slowly, I'm full, I'll wash the dishes in a bit!"

Gu Yanru put down her chopsticks, picked up a napkin from the side, elegantly touched the corner of her lips, and frowned slightly: "Boys shouldn't eat so hastily, it hurts their stomachs. Chew a few more times before swallowing."

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Finally back in his guest room, Chu Sheng locked the door and collapsed heavily onto the soft bed, rolling around comfortably twice.

Although they had only spent half a day together, he had already figured out Aunt Gu's personality.

A traditional, classical woman who is extremely self-disciplined, old-fashioned, controlling, and particular about her lifestyle.

Living under the same roof as someone with such a strong and conservative aura would make most people feel suffocated and oppressed.

It's not that Xing is repressed, it's that she's truly repressed.

Chu Sheng is someone who absolutely cannot stand a low-pressure atmosphere. To put it nicely, he hates awkward situations; to put it bluntly, he is, to some extent, a typical people-pleasing personality.

This is not his fault. Children from small towns who are good at taking exams will inevitably develop a kind of implicit inferiority complex after being exposed to the Internet and the colorful world outside.

This inferiority complex made him very good at reading people's expressions and was afraid of upsetting others; but at the same time, it also made him morbidly crave recognition and attention from the outside world.

Why did he auction off his cute hand gesture dance online in the first place?

Want to be famous!

He was jealous of those magical girls on the office building's big screen. They could stand under the spotlight, be cheered on by thousands of people, be seen by everyone, and receive overwhelming love.

I'm a magical girl too! I'm a million times cuter than them after I transform! I can dance your suggestive dances smoother than you guys!

Why should I?!

Why are you the ones who get to be famous, while I only deserve to be a D-level patrol officer?!

Chu Sheng rolled over indignantly, took out his phone from his pocket, skillfully opened Bilibili, and switched to his alternate account.

【Lilith - Official】

Looking at the mere 143 followers on his personal homepage, Chu Sheng gritted his teeth.

He never had much pocket money growing up. He saved up a huge sum of ten yuan by being frugal and went to the small shop in town to exchange it for WeChat balance.

Late that night, he spent ten yuan on Xianyu to buy thirty zombie powders. After pleading with the seller to call him "good brother" repeatedly, the seller finally gave him two extra powders with tears in his eyes.

That's how you can reach 100 followers.

The night Chu Sheng saw his fan count surpass three digits was the most restful night of his life.

It's not that he's vain; he's just desperately needing love. He craves attention and to be needed, even if it's just through a screen.

"Hey, you're still awake?"

Just then, a cute but annoying voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Chu Sheng was struck dumb, stiffly turning his neck.

In mid-air, a snow-white creature with two long rabbit ears, looking as harmless as a plush toy, was floating there.

Chu Sheng suddenly grabbed the bedside lamp and smashed it!

"You son of a bitch! It's you, you white beast!!!"