Soft, warm, and fragrant; easily pushed over; the obsessive demon king becomes addicted to pampering

The number of guests on the second floor was noticeably smaller compared to the spacious and grand lobby on the first floor. Although the overall interior design was not as luxurious and magnificent as the first floor, it added a touch of elegance.

Upon closer inspection, I discovered that a protective barrier had been set up here, which shows just how precious the goods on display are.

Tong Guang strolled through the shop, giving it a cursory look. Although the goods were incredibly valuable, none of them were what she needed.

She continued walking and came to a row of bookshelves meticulously crafted from rosewood. Numerous ancient books were neatly arranged on the shelves, some yellowed and tattered, clearly having been read countless times.

There are so many ancient books here; perhaps one of them records how she got back.

He randomly picked up a few books and started flipping through them. One book recorded the development history of various families in the cultivation world; another revealed the secrets and interesting stories of the demon race; and some were complete guides to various magical treasures...

Unfortunately, after looking for so long, she still couldn't find the answer she longed to know!

That is……

She lifted her eyelashes and looked up to see a thick, black leather book placed in the corner of the top shelf.

The three large characters 'Strange Tales' are clearly engraved on the cover, like a spell, arousing curiosity.

Tong Guang reached out to grab it, but couldn't reach it because it was placed too high! He tried to stand on tiptoe, but still couldn't touch it.

"Is this the one?" A soft, gentle voice rang out above her head, and then a large hand easily took the book she wanted.

She looked up and met the man's handsome face with a smile.

"Hey, it's you!"

Tong Guang looked slightly surprised, then smiled faintly and said, "I haven't properly thanked you yet down there!"

It turned out that the person in front of them was the one who had led them into the Treasure Pavilion earlier.

The man lightly pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, a nonchalant smile playing on his lips. "It's nothing, not worth mentioning! Here, your book."

After saying that, he handed the book in his hand to Tong Guang.

Afterwards, the two found a quiet corner to sit down.

"Jiang Chenyan, that's my name." The man introduced himself softly, a smile as beautiful as spring flowers in bloom.

"My name is Tong Guang."

“Tong…Guang…”, he murmured softly, then asked, “Which two characters are they?”

Upon hearing this, she hesitated for a moment, and as she was thinking about how to explain, Jiang Chenyan stretched out his fair hand, indicating that she could write it on his hand.

Tong Guang was slightly taken aback, but didn't think much of it.

Her fingertips, as white and delicate as snowflakes, danced gently in the man's palm, outlining her name stroke by stroke.

The warm, soft touch in his palm felt like an electric current rushing into his heart. His once calm and still heart was now rippling slightly, as if touched by a fingertip.

Jiang Chenyan lowered his eyes and gazed at the serious-looking girl in front of him. Her exquisitely sculpted face was the most prized masterpiece of the Goddess Nuwa.

Thick, curled eyelashes cast a shadow on her eyelids, obscuring her captivating eyes.

"Alright, that's my name." Tong Guang smiled and withdrew her fingertips.

His long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and he saw those clear, pure pink eyes, like a pool of spring water.

The natural, watery red, upward-sweeping eyeliner is like a sunset glow on the horizon, rich and beautiful, and with a touch of charm in her eyes.

Her pure and lovely nature and innate allure are so perfectly blended together.

She is such a precious and rare girl!

His eyes, hidden behind his glasses, reflected the girl's charming smile. The sudden disappearance of the softness from his palm caused him to furrow his brows slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of melancholy.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that he was just staring at her without speaking, Tong Guang asked in a low voice, puzzled.

Realizing he had lost his composure, Jiang Chenyan calmly withdrew his hand, regaining his previous serene demeanor.

He smiled faintly and said, "It's a very nice name!"

"Thank you!"

The two chatted for a while longer, then fell silent and began to study their books intently.

When Tong Guang opened the first page, she was dumbfounded. She didn't recognize a single one of the characters that looked like scribbles.

Noticing the girl's change in mood, Jiang Chenyan asked softly, "What's wrong?"

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Tong Guang's face. He smiled sheepishly and pushed the book over.

"I don't recognize a single word in these."

Jiang Chenyan glanced at it and said, "This is the Bixian script!"

"Do you recognize it?"

"I know a thing or two..."

The girl was overjoyed! "Then will you teach me?"

Her eyes shone brightly like a thousand stars, radiating a halo of light that made it hard to refuse.

"it is good!"

Tong Guang moved toward Jiang Chenyan without any hesitation or restraint, getting a little closer and listening intently to his translation and explanation of the meaning of the words.

As she suddenly drew closer, I caught a whiff of the girl's soft, sweet fragrance...

Suddenly, her ears turned slightly red, and her voice, which had been reading fluently, became a little hoarse.

Through his thin glasses, his gaze shifted subtly from the book to the girl beside him, only to find no unusual expression on her face; she was listening intently to his explanation.

Jiang Chenyan clenched his hands hanging by his sides, gathering his scattered thoughts and calming his mind before refocusing his attention on the book in his hands.

Since he had already agreed, as the "teacher" of this "little apprentice," he should naturally be focused and free from distractions.