Luochuan didn't have the habit of locking the door in sleep.
The same is true in Origin Mall.
Anyway, he and Yao Ziyan were the only two in the store, and there was no need to lock the door.
Because he spent most of the time on the journey during the day, plus just soaked in the hot spring, Luo Chuan didn't want to move while lying in bed.
The room was quiet and silent, and the consciousness soon fell into a state of half asleep and half awake, as if floating in the warm spring water, comfortable and happy.
I don't know how long it took, and the door seemed to be pushed open quietly.
Maybe someone has entered the wrong room, or is it my own illusion
Luochuan heard the voice vaguely, but ignored it.
He was lying on the bed, and there were sporadic fragments emerging from his mind, some of the earth and some of the Tianlan continent.
Weaved together in bits and pieces, like a movie that has not been edited, fragmented, but extremely real.
Dream and reality are intertwined. He is both the boss of Origin Mall and an ordinary university student on the earth...
In a daze, someone seemed to get into the quilt.
With a faint sweet smell.
Luochuan's first night in Xuefeng Pavilion, although he was dreamy, he slept abnormally deep.
Yao Ziyan didn't know why he came to Luochuan's room somehow.
The residence she chose was next to the one in Luochuan, and there were no other customers living around.
After returning from the hall, he went back to his room and lay down for a while, but he didn't feel much sleepiness.
I wanted to come out and take a look at the scenery outside, but when I saw the closed door next to me, he hesitated and opened it quietly.
She knew that Luochuan did not have the habit of locking the door in sleep.
The light in the room has long been extinguished, and the outline can be vaguely seen through the light from the snow outside the window.
There is a faint fragrance of Xuefeng in the air, Yao Ziyan remembers this smell, it is the smell of tea provided by Xuefeng Pavilion.
She felt her heart beating very fast.
After taking a few deep breaths, the mood slowly calmed down, and then he walked into it lightly.
The Venerable's cultivation has been completely forgotten. I don't know what was thinking in his mind. All I can hear is Luochuan's regular breathing.
Yao Ziyan tried his best to keep himself quiet, and gently got into the quilt from the side.
With the dim light outside the window, Luo Chuan's face can be seen vaguely.
"Good night, boss," she whispered.
Probably because of the hot springs, Luochuan fell asleep during this sleep.
When the sky was light, he faintly noticed the light coming from outside the window, and then opened his eyes slightly reluctantly.
He saw a pair of eyes like purple glaze, the face of Yao Ziyan caught his sight, and there was a sweet smell in the air.
Luo Chuan closed his eyes.
It seems that I haven't woken up yet, and I am still dreaming.
Just as Luo Chuan was thinking whether he was asleep or not, a voice with a faint smile rang in his ears.
"Boss, you pressed my hair."
Luochuan:...
Well, it seems this is not a dream.
Luo Chuan opened his eyes, the remaining sleepiness quickly dissipated, sat up, looked at Yao Ziyan's eyes: "When did you come here?"
There was only the bizarre dream of last night in his mind, two different worlds intertwined and overlapped, with a strange reality.
"Boss, you came here after you fell asleep." Yao Ziyan covered half of his face with the quilt, and replied mutedly.
Only those bright purple eyes were exposed, blinking and blinking, without seeing the expression on his face.
Okay, sneaking into my room without my knowledge.
But it seemed that it was just an ordinary sleep.
Luo Chuan yawned and went back to the warm bed.
"Boss, aren't you ready to get up?" Yao Ziyan flushed.
"It's still early, and I will lie down again." Luo Chuan answered naturally.
This is the case in the winter season. Even if you wake up from sleep early, you still have to continue to lie in bed, and maybe you can get back to sleep.
There is no soul in the early morning of a winter day when you are not sleeping!
"Really?" Yao Ziyan looked suspicious, and looked a little unbelievable.
"Really, when did I lie to you." Luo Chuan was righteous.
He was like this when he was in Origin Mall. Even if he woke up, he would lie down in bed every morning.
Therefore, the opening hours every day are basically random.
Yao Ziyan showed his face, and the memory of when he first came to Origin Mall appeared in his mind inexplicably. The boss has indeed changed a lot.
The heavy snow has quietly stopped, looking through the window, there is nothing but plain white in his eyes.
The snow maple trees are also full of fluffy snow, completely covering the branches and flowers, as if they were originally like this.
The area where Xuefeng Pavilion is located is relatively high, and the city scene can be vaguely seen. At this time, there are already twos and threes of pedestrians on the street.
There is smoke rising up, adding a lot of life to this Snow Maple Capital.
Compared with Jiuyao City, the pace of life here is more relaxed and leisurely.
Luo Chuan was lying on the warm bed and could smell the faint sweetness of Yao Ziyan, and couldn't help but think of the rainy night when the two met for the first time.
Reminiscent of yesterday.
He suddenly reached out and hugged Yao Ziyan, and the latter's body suddenly stiffened slightly: "Will you continue to accompany me to tour this world in the future?"
Life is long, and being able to meet on a long journey may be destined in the dark.
Yao Ziyan was stunned for a moment, as if she couldn't believe that this was what Luo Chuan had said. His expression of surprise was immediately replaced by Yingying's smile: "Okay, but the boss, aren't you the owner of the shop?"
"...While opening the shop and visiting the world by the way." Luo Chuan coughed softly, "Speaking of which, can I ask you something?"
"Huh? What's the matter?" Yao Ziyan blinked.
"How old are you?" Luo Chuan asked seemingly casually.
Yao Ziyan thought about it carefully: "Um...according to human timekeeping methods, it is almost 20 years old, why did you suddenly ask this, boss?"
"I just thought of it suddenly."
"Really?"
"Really... Did this conversation just say..."
Because there was not much sleepiness, Luo Chuan simply took out the magic phone from the system space, ready to see if there was anything interesting.
The same as before, the customers were clamoring, still discussing the movie, and the dragon that Anvia was incarnate.
I don't know how those big forces will react when they know it, it will definitely be wonderful.
As far as Luo Chuan knows, the records of giant dragons in ancient books are incomparable, arrogant and bullying.
An Weiya has no similarities with these words, and directly assumes the role of transportation.
Yao Ziyan also held the magic phone, and Luo Chuan leaned over to take a look and found that she was writing.
"I didn't update much yesterday. I must write more today." Yao Ziyan said casually.
Luo Chuan: "...Come on, it's okay."
For Luo Chuan's suggestion, Yao Ziyan has longed for it, but has not yet adopted it.
She wants to hold on for a few more days.
If you really can't hold on, then you can only stop.
"Film is the most important thing, because it is impossible to stop the movie." Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan talk about related knowledge. "In addition, there are also going out to collect materials and travel to find inspiration. These are all good ways to ask for leave. ."
Yao Ziyan is a little speechless, how do you feel that your boss is so proficient: "This is not so good, right?"
"If you use it more often, the readers will get used to it." Luo Chuan said seriously.
This is not a question that readers are not used to!
Yao Ziyan felt that he and Luo Chuan's ideas were not on the same channel.
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