Quick Transmigration: The Male Lead's White Moonlight Is Too Beautiful and Alluring

【Quick Transmigration + Rational, Clear-headed Female Lead + Yandere, Madness-infused Male Lead + 1v1 Pure Love, Sweet Pet + Humorous Style】

To regain her life, Shen Xinran embarked on th...

Chapter 438: The No.1 Scholar’s ​​Dark Moonlight Ex-wife 06

Chapter 438: The No.1 Scholar’s ​​Dark Moonlight Ex-wife 06

At this moment, a group of young men in white came in and asked the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, is the sixth volume of Sword Proud Jianghu out yet?"

The shopkeeper smiled and replied, "The manuscript is ready and needs to be printed. Please come in a couple of days."

Disappointment appeared on the faces of the young masters, and they sighed in unison, "Okay then."

Shen Xinran watched the group of young men leave, then asked the waiter, "What is Jian Ao Jiang Hu?"

The waiter explained, "Swordsman is a novel written by Mo Ke. It tells the story of an orphan who avenges his parents."

Shen Xinran asked again: "Does it look good?"

The waiter looked very proud and said, "Of course it is beautiful. This is the best-selling book in our bookstore. Our shopkeeper has already sold it to the provincial capital and wants to sell it to the capital."

Shen Xinran's curiosity was completely aroused, and she smiled and said, "Then give me one."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face. "This book is too bloody and not suitable for a woman like you. I'll get you another one."

Shen Xinran waved his hand, "It's okay, I just want this one."

The waiter stood there with an embarrassed look on his face. His eyes moved back and forth between Shen Xinran and the bookshelf, as if he was weighing something.

Finally, he sighed helplessly, turned and walked towards the bookshelf, carefully took a book from the top shelf, and handed it to Shen Xinran.

Shen Xinran took the book and gently opened the cover with her fingers. Just a quick glance and her eyes widened, and a blush of surprise flashed across her face.

Oh my god, is this something she can watch for free? The content is so explosive, it's like a live pornographic video!

Shen Xinran closed the book almost subconsciously. She cleared her throat, tried to remain calm, and said seriously to the waiter, "Give me a set of this book."

The waiter's face was filled with surprise. "Are you sure?"

Shen Xinran nodded, "OK."

The waiter reminded him awkwardly, "But this book has only been released up to the fifth volume."

Shen Xinran smiled and said, "Then give me five."

After Han Ziwen finished talking with the shopkeeper, he looked at Shen Xinran. He saw that Shen Xinran was holding a stack of books tightly in his arms. The books had blue covers and were facing inwards. It was unclear what the books were.

But he still asked the shopkeeper, "How much are those books?"

The shopkeeper waved his hand, looking nonchalant: "It's just a few books. Madam, take them if you like."

Han Ziwen nodded and said, "Then deduct it from the money I earn from copying books!"

On the way back, Shen Xinran asked Han Ziwen curiously: "You have a good relationship with that shopkeeper."

Han Ziwen explained, "My mother was the only one earning money to support the family, and I couldn't bear to see her work too hard, so I took on the copying job. After a while, we became familiar with it."

Shen Xinran nodded thoughtfully. Han Ziwen in the plot was born in poverty, but he had lofty ambitions and an indomitable desire to improve himself.

Guo Xi remembered Han Ziwen as someone with severe mysophobia. His clothes were always spotless, and his home was always in perfect order.

But after Shen Xinran's observation for a period of time, she discovered that Han Ziwen also had obsessive-compulsive disorder. He had an almost paranoid pursuit of the order and rules of things, and would not let go of any small details.

I have to say that the male protagonist of this small world is really a bit confusing.

His character is complex and contradictory. He has the gentleness of a scholar, but also has unknown quirks.

Moreover, he is a man of deep thoughts and doesn't like to talk much, but he has extremely keen observation skills.

After Shen Xinran returned home, he went back to his room, closed the door, and couldn't wait to take out the first volume of Jian Ao Jiang Hu.

She gently turned the pages of the book, and the plot that came into her eyes was direct and passionate, with a scale so large that it was enough to make one's heart beat faster even in modern times with open minds.

She secretly laughed in her heart. If anyone mentioned the feudalism of the ancients again, she would be the first to disagree.

Shen Xinran was mesmerized by the book and completely immersed in the world described in it, so much so that he forgot the passage of time.

Han Ziwen pushed open the door and saw Shen Xinran lying on the bed. Her cheeks were flushed with excitement, a satisfied smile hung on the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were fixed on the pages of the book in her hands. He couldn't help but frowned, "What are you reading?"

Shen Xinran still remembered that Han Ziwen didn't show her what he wrote the day before yesterday. Now she thought, if you don't show it to me, I won't show it to you either.

So, Shen Xinran hid the book behind his back and lied with his eyes open, "I didn't read anything!"

Han Ziwen sighed, "I just want to say that reading like this is not good for your eyes."

Shen Xinran realized that her eyes were indeed a little sore. She stood up, looked around the room, then walked straight to the desk and sat on the chair.

In order to ensure that Han Ziwen would not peek at the script in her hand, she deliberately turned around and faced the bed.

However, this turn exposed her little movements completely to his sight.

Han Ziwen watched Shen Xinran's eyes gleam with excitement, and he chuckled from time to time. He wondered: Could it be that even stone monsters like human picture books?

That night, Shen Xinran watched the whole night.

The protagonist of Sword Proud Jianghu is named Ye Gucheng. His father is a famous swordsman in the world of martial arts, and his mother is the daughter of a wealthy family in the martial arts world.

But when he was three years old, he witnessed his parents being murdered.

His master took him away, erased his memory, and made him practice Dugu swordsmanship in the mountains.

As Ye Gucheng grew up, his memory gradually recovered and he began to question his own life experience. He embarked on a journey through the martial arts world, doing justice along the way and gaining the favor of many beauties.

This book is full of sex, and the plot is full of ups and downs, suspense and surprises, which makes people unable to put it down.

It was not until Shen Xinran finished reading the first volume that he realized that the sky outside the window was already turning pale and dawn was about to break.

There was a slight clattering sound from the kitchen, and Shen Xinran knew that Yue Hongying had gotten up.

She walked out and said hello to Yue Hongying, "Mom, you don't have to cook for me in the morning. I want to sleep."

Yue Hongying raised her head and her eyes fell on the faint dark circles under Shen Xinran's eyes. Her brows furrowed slightly and she asked with concern, "What's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep well?"

Shen Xinran couldn't say that she stayed up late to read storybooks, especially those with erotic content.

So, she smiled shyly at Yue Hongying and called out in a long voice, "Mom~"

Yue Hongying seemed to understand something. "Ziwen, this kid, really has no self-control at all."

Shen Xinran smiled without explaining.

Yue Hongying patted Shen Xinran's hand and comforted her, "Don't worry, Mom will talk to him for you in a while."

Shen Xinran nodded in satisfaction, but when she walked out of the kitchen, she saw Han Ziwen standing at the door of the room, staring at her intently. "Are you all so full of nonsense?"

Shen Xinran blinked, looking innocent, "Did I say anything just now? I didn't say anything!"

Hearing Shen Xinran say this, Han Ziwen's brows furrowed tightly.