"One umbrella, two people walking!"
Yourong watched the two departing figures, envy filling her heart.
She had thought that when the Great Demon King personally went to Yaoshen Valley to bring her back, it would kick off a tragic romance: <The Chase for My Wife: The Great Demon King and the Stunning Little Medical Immortal's Endless Love>.
Who could have guessed that after returning, he wouldn't even lay a finger on her—and instead it would turn into <The Great Demon King's Devotion to His Childhood Sweetheart: The Little Medical Immortal Who Descended from the Heavens Becomes a Supporting Character, Forced to Watch One Umbrella, Two People Walking>?
"I've already got inspiration, and I just got back!"
Watching the handsome man and beautiful woman sharing an umbrella in the rain, Hua Ling immediately started imagining a five-million-word sweet romance.
"What inspiration were you talking about just now!?"
Yourong's ear twitched slightly as she pulled out an extra-long Silver Needle.
"Uh..."
Hua Ling's hair stood on end in fright. She hurriedly racked her brain and said, "The vicious Great Demon King loses his memory and ends up among the common folk. There, he meets a stunning Little Medical Immortal who's rich, beautiful, and both sweet and spicy. He lusts after her body and domineeringly forces her to marry him. On their wedding night, the Great Demon King resists to the death. The Little Medical Immortal knows that's going to cost extra, pins him to the bed, then waves her hand and produces ten million High-grade Spirit Stones. 'Man, satisfy me, and all of this is yours...'"
"Not bad. Write it along those lines!"
Yourong smiled with satisfaction and put away the Silver Needle in her hand.
"Phew!"
Hua Ling let out a long breath, giving herself a mental pat on the back