During lunch, An Feng came back. "Miss Jiu, here are the books you wanted."
Yun Chujiu took it and flipped through it. She was very satisfied. "An Feng, your taste is not bad! You picked the ones that I like to read. It seems that you are a kindred spirit!"
'Kindred spirit?
'Kindred spirit, my foot!
'The people in the shop looked at me as if I was a pervert!
'Most importantly, these storybooks were all paid from my own pocket. You didn't even give me a single Spirit Stone!'
From that day on, Yun Chujiu once again lived a carefree life of playing with cats on the East Peak and walking dogs on the West Peak! Di Beiming no longer forced her to cultivate. Every day, she would only eat, drink, and play while reading storybooks.
However, for some reason, Yun Chujiu felt guilty for wasting her time like this. She laughed at herself in her heart because she was in such a battered state, so why was it that she felt uncomfortable to relax?!
