witch.
Luo Chuan remembered that the first time he heard this name was at the Opera House in St. Nia.
"Witch's Journey".
Opera should be called by this name.
The content of the story is probably about the various things that the witch encounters while traveling around the world.
Chloe's operas, except those that are created, are basically based on true stories.
What Luo Chuan didn't expect was that Anno would actually have a connection with him.
Luo Chuan showed great interest in this, Yao Ziyan told him what the two of them had discussed earlier.
To sum up, how did Anno meet the witch, and what happened between her.
"Annuo said that she met the witch in the forest. At that time, she fell asleep in a cave when she was tired and hungry. When she woke up, she saw a bonfire in the cave, and the witch was sitting beside her. ."
"Sounds... like the beginning of a novel."
Luo Chuan touched his chin and gave such a comment.
If the experience of the elf girl is written into a novel, it will be very popular.
He had already thought of the name—"About the fact that I, as an elf, traveled to another world inexplicably and met a witch inexplicably and started my daily life in another world."
The next time is the story of Yao Ziyan.
Luo Chuan listened quietly, asking questions from time to time.
Time flowed quietly, and the potted plants on the windowsill swayed gently in the wind, shattering the shadow of the moon.
Yao Ziyan stretched her waist: "That's about it, An Nuo said so much just now, it's already so late to go to bed."
At the end, I couldn't help but yawn.
Luo Chuan hummed, but didn't mean to leave.
"I'm going to rest." Yao Ziyan emphasized again.
"Yeah." Luo Chuan nodded.
Yao Ziyan pushed Luo Chuan and tried to push him away from the bed: "Then why don't you leave?"
"What? Go to my room every day, can't I stay here?" Luo Chuan asked with a smile.
"It's not impossible..."
Yao Ziyan turned her head slightly and muttered softly, her face glowing with a light cherry color.
Xu was a little embarrassed, got up and got into the quilt, covering most of his face with the quilt.
The eyes blinked slightly, and the pupils were shining brightly.
I don't know if it was an illusion or a real feeling, but Luo Chuan felt that the bed in Yao Ziyan's room was softer than his own, making it more comfortable to sleep in.
There is a girl's warm body on the side, and the elegant fragrance can be smelled in the nose.
"Turn off the lights?"
"Ok."
The lights gradually dimmed, and the moonlight that shone through the window became more and more obvious, pale blue like water like a veil.
Luo Chuan felt Yao Ziyan coming towards him and hugged him.
Under the light nightdress, you can clearly feel the soft and warm body.
Yao Ziyan listened to the familiar heartbeat and closed her eyes. She likes to lie in Luo Chuan's arms, which makes her feel very at ease, as if two people should be like this.
When sleeping, she likes to hold a pillow.
But now it's different, she prefers to hold Luo Chuan.
His legs clamped Luo Chuan's legs, and the whole figure stuck to him like an octopus. The two seemed to be integrated into one body and could no longer be separated.
Luo Chuan had difficulty breathing.
Not only mentally, but also physically.
"Are you trying to strangle me?" Luo Chuan couldn't help asking.
"That's right, then you are my own." Yao Ziyan hummed from her nose, with a smile in her words.
Luo Chuan was a little cold.
Tsundere and black belly are okay, he can accept it.
Could it be that this girl has awakened the attribute of being sick and charming again?
This is a little bit bad.
The picture has already appeared in Luo Chuan's mind:
Under the cold moonlight, the girl in a white dress slowly approached, her face and clothes were stained with bright blood, and the sharp knife in her hand dripped sticky blood.
The purple hair was scattered, covering most of his cheeks, the light disappeared from his eyes, and the corners of his mouth evoked a smile without the slightest warmth.
"You will always be mine alone."
Luo Chuan shook his head, put aside the strange picture, and looked down at Yao Ziyan's smiling purple eyes.
The cold slender palm brushed over the shoulders, bringing a little coolness.
The girl put her arms around his neck, approached gently, her eyes were slightly closed, her eyelashes fluttered, and she offered her own kiss.
Cold and soft to the touch, with a slight moistness.
It is like chasing the blurred light and shadow in a dream, indulging in the hazy illusion.
The moonlight was quiet, and the slight panting sound echoed.
After a long time, Yao Ziyan's small movements finally stopped, she put Luo Chuan's arm under her head, her eyes in the darkness were extraordinarily bright, and she looked at Luo Chuan's face without blinking.
Luo Chuan's eyes met her. Although the lights were turned off, the moonlight was exceptionally bright tonight, and his eyes had already adapted to the dark environment. He could clearly see the redness on the girl's face.
Yao Ziyan smiled lightly and stared at Luo Chuan, as if she couldn't see enough.
No matter where you look at it, it is breathtakingly beautiful and flawless.
Luo Chuan approached, but was pressed against his cheek.
Yao Ziyan turned around and wrapped herself tightly with the quilt: "I'm going to sleep."
"I can't sleep." Luo Chuan scratched her itch across the quilt.
"Don't make trouble." The demonic purple smoke mantis in the quilt was pupa, trying to avoid Luo Chuan's palm.
After fighting for a while, both sides lost sleep.
Yao Ziyan sat up from the quilt, her slightly messy long hair scattered, and looked at a certain boss helplessly.
"Let's play some games."
Luo Chuan took out the magic phone, and the screen glowed faintly.
His voice was soft, as if he was worried about being heard by someone.
"what game?"
Yao Ziyan got up and got out of bed, poured herself a glass of water, she was a little thirsty, and the warm scented tea moistened her mouth.
"Take out your magic phone." Luo Chuan didn't answer.
"Mysterious and mysterious." Yao Ziyan muttered, but she obediently took it out from under the pillow and handed it to Luo Chuan.
I saw Luo Chuan fiddling with it for a while, and then gave it back to her.
With a slight snap of his fingers, the light curtain condensed in mid-air, presenting a picture never seen before.
Yao Ziyan looked at it blankly, and the magic phone in his hand also changed, with some buttons and knobs on it.
On the light curtain are many characters that have never been seen before. Their costumes are very strange, and they seem to hold special powers.
"Choose three characters at random." Luo Chuan reminded.
"Oh." Yao Ziyan responded in a row, a little dizzying, each character has an independent voice action, "What is this?"
"For a battle game, you're right to call it Street Fighter. As for why it's called that name, don't care. Choose different characters to form your own team, and then fight against others." Luo Chuan explained.
"Sounds...somewhat similar to Glory."
"Actually the difference is much more. Have you made your choice yet? Let's start."
"Eh, wait..."
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