Demon Lord, Show Some Restraint

After a month of nightmares,

Lu Xiaowen can’t tell whether she used to be blinded by love or whether her tastes have changed dramatically. How could she once have thought Qian Jingcheng was so handsome? He looks downright ugly now. Luckily, he’s come to break off their engagement. Good riddance.

But what’s truly horrifying is that he suddenly turns into the dog she keeps.

Fine, if that doesn’t count as horrifying, then why are things in real life following the same course as they did in her nightmares?

The moment she calls on her ancestors for help, she accidentally enters a painting. Inside, a shy young demon lord says, looking wronged,

“I’ve waited so many years for you. Why did you take so long to come?”

Of course, he’d be much more moving if he’d take his hand off her waist.

In short, this is the story of a wildly devoted demon lord’s century-long wait.

P.S. The heroine is very weak for the first sixty or seventy thousand words, and her way of thinking isn’t quite normal. If that’s not your cup of tea, feel free to slip away quietly.