In the early morning, Luo Chuan, who was sleeping on a soft big bed with only himself, woke up.
He yawned, slightly disappointed in his heart.
It seemed that Yao Ziyan didn't sneak over after he fell asleep.
Hmm...Why did he think of this in the first time?
Forget it, it doesn't matter.
Luo Chuan squinted quietly for a few minutes before getting up, and after a brief wash, he scratched his hair in the mirror.
How should I put it, the hairstyle looks messy as if I just woke up-it is indeed the case.
However, if you look carefully, it feels particularly suitable on him, as if it was deliberately taken care of.
Of course, this is also inseparable from the value of the face.
Luo Chuan nodded slightly with satisfaction, and he was as handsome as ever. There are not many people in the world who are as perfect as him.
The knock on the door rang.
"The door is unlocked." Luo Chuan said casually, and walked out of the bathroom.
Yao Ziyan gently opened the door. Unlike yesterday's meticulous dressing, she looked a lot more casual today, just like her daily life.
"Where is your bracelet?" Luo Chuan noticed that Yao Ziyan's wrist had no trace of the chicken ribs that had originally been bargained for purchase.
"It feels troublesome, so I took it off." Yao Ziyan replied, "Why do you get up so early today?"
"Because I took a break earlier last night." Luo Chuan poured a glass of water and drank it while sitting on the sofa. A glass of hot water in the morning can wake up the stomach that has been sleeping all night.
Yao Ziyan let out an "Oh" without saying anything.
The two of them did not speak, and the room became quiet, and the patter of rain outside the window also re-entered their ears.
Luo Chuan looked at the snowy maple trees swaying in the wind and rain outside the window, and somehow suddenly thought of Jiuyao City.
As a city of the Star Empire, the distance between Jiuyao City and Qichuan is not too close, and the weather there is also the same as here, it is raining heavily.
The original snow has melted under the washing of rain, exposing the dark brown ground, and the water is winding and flowing, reflecting the color of the sky.
"By the way, the cold winter month is about to end, right?" Luo Chuan said casually.
Yao Ziyan nodded slightly: "According to the past season, this is indeed the case, and the weather has picked up recently. When the rain is over, the month of recovery should be coming."
The month of recovery is spring, the season when everything recovers.
It was also spring when Luochuan first came to Tianlan Continent.
"Speaking of which, I met the boss in the month of recovery." Yao Ziyan thought of his past experience.
"It should be in the middle of the month of recovery. The weather was already very warm at that time." Luo Chuan drank hot water.
He remembered that Yao Ziyan was wearing black clothes that were similar to night clothes, but it was better to wear skirts.
No, it looks good in everything.
Yao Ziyan stared at Luochuan, always feeling that he was thinking about bad things.
Luo Chuan also drank the hot water at this time. After putting down the cup, he let out a sigh of relief. He was a little full.
I'll talk about breakfast later, at least he's not hungry now.
"When will I go back?" Yao Ziyan found a topic casually, then sat on the sofa and moved a little away from Luochuan.
"At night." Luo Chuan replied without thinking, "Isn't Origin Mall open for business now? Wait until the end of the evening before going back."
Anyway, there is a tiger mad watching the Origin Mall, as for himself...
Steal a floating life for half a day.
One more day's rest is still pretty good.
Yao Ziyan easily guessed Luochuan's thoughts through these words. She felt that Luochuan might be addicted to asking for leave. It might not be impossible for the Origin Mall to close its doors in the future.
Well, the probability of closing the door is not great, the greater probability is direct transfer...
Noting Yao Ziyan's increasingly strange gaze, Luo Chuan finally couldn't stand it anymore: "What are you thinking about?"
Yao Ziyan broke away from the unrealistic fantasy, still thinking of asking Luochuan for confirmation: "Boss... Luochuan, Origin Mall will continue to open, right?"
"Of course." Luo Chuan looked at Yao Ziyan with some doubts, "Why do you suddenly ask this?"
As we all know, the main point of our book is to open a store to buy things. What else can he do without opening a store?
"That's good." Yao Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm just worried that the boss will suddenly lose interest in opening a store, and then go to other industries."
"..." Luo Chuan was speechless for a while, "You think too much."
The discussion in the early morning came to an end, and the novel was updated. The two went to the lobby to start breakfast.
As for when to go back, Luo Chuan also said in the group chat.
Except for those who left early and those who were not ready to leave, they basically responded and continued diving.
The main reason is that nothing has happened these days, and there is no topic to discuss.
I believe that if there are any interesting melons, it will definitely trigger a new round of discussions. Eating melons is not directly related to identity and strength.
In this way, a day's time passed quietly.
The rain is still falling, and it seems that the trend has not stopped in a short time. Fortunately, Luochuan does not go out, and it makes no difference to him whether it rains or not.
At most, there are differences in the external climate theme.
The night of the winter moon always comes very fast, and when people have not noticed it, the dark night is quietly coming.
In the wind and rain, the originally not bright lights appear more blurred, and the distant cities also appear hazy.
"I'm leaving now," Bu Lige said in a low voice.
Bu poetically stood beside her, the barrier constructed by spiritual power kept the wind and rain out, her elegant face with a faint smile: "Mother, we are leaving, we will see you next time."
"Hey, does the traffic network that your Majesty said has already been implemented?" Bu Lige suddenly thought of something and turned his head to ask.
"Almost, I didn't pay much attention." Bu Shiyi replied.
"If it is built, will it be easier for us to come to Qichuan?"
"Sure." Bu Shiyi nodded, "At least it's more convenient and quicker than before, but I don't know what the specific speed will be."
"I look forward to it." Bu Lige put his hands behind his head and let out a sigh.
"It's too early, it's time to go back."
"Well, let's go..."
The conversation gradually disappeared in the wind and rain, and the shadow of the tree swayed behind him, seeming to say goodbye to the two.
Had dinner by the way on the way back, and the food was rated as "very old-fashioned".
"I'm back." Looking at the Xuefeng Pavilion ahead, Step Lige's words were full of emotion.
"Your spiritual power seems to have not improved much." Bu Shiyi frowned as he watched Bu Lige's flickering spiritual power barrier, "I will tell my father about this after I go back."
"Don't, sister, please!" Bu Lige's wailing sound almost tore through the noisy rainy night.
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