The following day.
Aoqian looked at the thick stack of secret manuals in front of him.
Song Xiwei introduced everything to him with a kind smile.
After Song Xiwei finished his lengthy introduction, Aoqian remained motionless, showing little interest.
"So many, all of them are suitable for your current situation and can be cultivated. Young Master, isn't there one that catches your eye?" Song Xiwei looked at Aoqian expectantly, waiting for him to make a choice.
Ao Qian said, "You handle it yourself, you don't need to ask me."
"Um..." That's what she said, but she just couldn't help having trouble making choices.
Especially given that so many conditions are met, choosing just one is incredibly difficult for her, isn't it?
"Is there a problem?" Aoqian didn't understand. He had given Song Xiwei full authority, so why was Song Xiwei in such a difficult position?
"Yes, there are so many, they all suit you, but you won't choose one that you like the most. I'm really torn. You can't possibly learn all of them..."
Before she could finish speaking, Aoqian interrupted her, "Have you ever encountered this kind of choice before?"
Song Xi nodded slightly: "Of course I have."
"So how do you make choices for yourself?" Aoqian asked with great interest.
Song Xiwei said very decisively, "I don't like to choose. If I like them all, I want them all!"
Aoqian's eyes flickered. "I'm the same as you."
Song Xi's eyes widened slightly. "Is it what I think it means?"
Aoqian: "Hmm."
Song Xi coughed slightly, "Well, Young Master, your situation is a bit different from mine. You switched from the Demon Clan to other cultivations, and I'm afraid you'll find it too difficult to handle all of this at once..."
"You did so much work before, didn't you suffer?" Aoqian retorted.
Song Xiwei explained, "Hard work is unavoidable, but the thought of becoming stronger gives me a lot of motivation!"
“Since that’s the case, I can do it too, but,” Ao Qian paused, his gaze fixed on Song Xiwei’s face, “my motivation, besides becoming stronger, also includes…”
"What else?" Song Xi asked curiously before Ao Qian could finish his sentence.
Aoqian's lips curved slightly, but he didn't answer her. Instead, his gaze fell on the stack of manuals. "Which one should I learn first?"
"Let's get this one on speed!" Song Xiwei felt that all the secret manuals she had carefully selected for Aoqian were very practical.
However, if you're going to proceed in order, speed is definitely the first thing to learn.
However, it is also very practical. If he encounters an enemy he cannot defeat, speed can give him an advantage in escaping the battlefield.
As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn; as long as we survive, there is still hope.
Aoqian has now given up practicing the magic of the demon race, which means he is starting from scratch.
Song Xiwei was therefore very patient.
She had even mentally prepared herself for what to do if Aoqian didn't have the patience to learn.
But Aoqian didn't make a fuss or find it boring. After finishing reading a speed manual, he was distracted and asked Song Xiwei a question: "I've finished reading it. Should I recite it for you?"
Song Xiwei never expected that Aoqian would transform into a well-behaved student.
I must say, Aoqian looks absolutely adorable.
For a moment, Song Xiwei forgot herself and couldn't resist pinching Aoqian's cheek.
It feels so good, so bouncy...
"Cough cough cough." The sound came from Xiao Zhuang. It was unclear how long he had been watching Song Xiwei's lewd hands pinching and groping Ao Qian's face.
Aoqian, whose face was being pinched, blushed like a ripe fruit. Even though he was stiff, he didn't turn his face away or push Song Xiwei away. Instead, he obediently let Song Xiwei do whatever she wanted.
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