Chapter 485: The Demon Lord Princess's Daily Slacking Chapter 578: A Resounding Slap

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Luo Shun was startled by this sudden scene; he hurriedly put down the book in his hand and asked with concern, "Eldest Brother Ming'an, what's wrong with you?"

Qianqian's face was full of anxiety; as she hurriedly packed her things, she replied, "No, I must hurry to get my picture book back!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than she rushed out the door like a gust of wind, leaving quickly without looking back.

Luo Shun watched Qianqian's departing figure; although somewhat surprised, he did not pay too much attention to it.

He shook his head and continued to bury himself in his book.

However, Qianqian had already arrived at the entrance of the Zhenxi General's tent.

She stood there, looking somewhat hesitant, pacing back and forth in front of the tent without stopping.

The guards at the entrance saw her like this and all found it strange, casting curious glances her way.

Qianqian seemed completely unaware of the attention from those around her; she simply paced back and forth in front of the tent on her own, constantly thinking about how to speak to the Zhenxi General to demand her picture book back.

After a while, the guards at the entrance could no longer bear to watch, and one of them couldn't help but ask, "Little brother, you're walking in circles until we're all dizzy—what exactly is the matter?"

Qianqian then came back to her senses; she steadied herself, gathered her courage, and said to the guard, "Guard big brother, I'd like to ask, is the Zhenxi General in the tent right now?"

The guard nodded and answered honestly, "He is."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Qianqian breathed a slight sigh of relief and then said, "Then please help me report it; just say I have important business to find him."

The guard responded and turned to enter the tent to make the report. Upon hearing that Qianqian was looking for him, the Zhenxi General couldn't help but show a hint of confusion, but he still waved his hand to let the guard bring her in.

After Qianqian entered the tent, she first performed a salute to the Zhenxi General according to custom, then raised her head and quickly scanned the interior of the tent with her gaze, wanting to find where her picture book was placed.

Just then, her gaze fell on the table, and she immediately saw the picture book she had been longing for.

At this moment, Ouyang Chengren was sitting upright at the table, holding a writing brush in his hand, practicing calligraphy with great concentration.,,

Ouyang Chengren slowly raised his head, his gaze falling on the man before him. He asked expressionlessly, "What is it?"

Qianqian curled the corners of her mouth, revealing a faint smile, and said softly, "I saw that the General is alone in the tent, with not a single attendant by his side; I imagine it must be very inconvenient. So, I have come specially to grind ink for the General, so that the General can handle military affairs with greater focus."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Qianqian quickly stepped forward, picked up the ink stick with light movements, and began to grind it skillfully.

Seeing this, Ouyang Chengren originally wanted to refuse, but before he could speak, Qianqian had already quickly started her actions.

Not only that, Qianqian also praised Ouyang Chengren's calligraphy without end: "The General's handwriting is truly beautiful! Every stroke is like flowing clouds and running water, vigorous and powerful."

While praising him, she pretended to be curious and pointed at a character in the distance, asking, "General, I don't recognize this character; could you teach me?"

Ouyang Chengren's attention was indeed drawn away by her; he looked in the direction Qianqian's finger pointed and saw that it was a character with a complex structure.

Just as he was preparing to explain, Qianqian, taking advantage of his inattention, with the speed of thunder too fast to cover one's ears, quickly stuffed the picture book into her bosom with her other hand.

Ouyang Chengren did not notice this subtle movement; he focused on looking at that character and explained, "This character is read 'lei', the 'lei' of two armies facing each other in camp.",,

Qianqian nodded slightly and said softly, "Oh, I see; the General is indeed impressive."

Seeing that the long-desired picture book had finally fallen into her hands, Qianqian's desire was somewhat satisfied, so she no longer clung to it and said cheerfully, "The ink has already been ground; since the General has no other matters to instruct, I will take my leave first." After speaking, she turned to leave.

However, just as Qianqian was about to step out the door, a sudden shout came from behind her from Ouyang Chengren: "Stop!"

This sudden halt was like a bolt from the blue, causing Qianqian to tremble all over, and her footsteps stopped abruptly on the spot.

Qianqian turned around helplessly, only to see Ouyang Chengren staring at her with a stern face; his sharp gaze seemed able to penetrate her body.

Qianqian only felt a chill rise from her spine, and she couldn't help but nervously swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Ouyang Chengren's gaze did not linger on Qianqian's face but fell directly onto her chest.

He stared fixedly at that spot, as if wanting to see something through her thin clothes. After a while, he finally asked, "What are you hiding in your bosom?"

Qianqian silently thought, "Oh no"; how was this person so difficult to deal with? She had hidden it so securely, yet he still discovered it?

A hint of embarrassment flashed across her face, but she still forced herself to calm down and smile, saying, "No... nothing at all."

Ouyang Chengren was clearly not satisfied with Qianqian's answer; he slowly took a step forward, approaching Qianqian step by step, each step appearing so steady and powerful.

Seeing him getting closer and closer, Qianqian's heartbeat also grew faster; she could even feel the sense of pressure emanating from Ouyang Chengren.

Finally, Ouyang Chengren stood before Qianqian, the distance between the two being but a step away.

Looking down at Qianqian from a higher position, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile that was not quite a smile, "Take it out yourself, or do you want me to do it?"

Qianqian's face instantly turned pale; she of course knew what Ouyang Chengren's "do it" meant.

But she was truly unwilling to just hand over the picture book like this. So, she gritted her teeth and said with a stiff scalp, "Really... really nothing at all."

Seeing this, Ouyang Chengren slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile. However, in Qianqian's eyes, this smile was even more terrifying than his anger.,

In that instant, his movement was as fast as lightning, as if it had been planned long ago; without hesitation, he reached his hand toward Qianqian's bosom.

Qianqian had not expected this sudden action at all; her body trembled violently, and wanting to stop him, it was already too late.

His hand was like a nimble snake, quickly passing through layers of clothing and accurately grabbing a book.

However, at the moment he pulled out the book, his fingers inadvertently touched a softness. It was an indescribable sensation that made his heart jump violently.

Qianqian's body was as if struck by electricity; her face instantly turned bright red, and she subconsciously raised her hand, delivering a resounding slap hard onto his face.