Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

The clouds are scattered, the wind is light and the moon is like frost, and the stars and rivers are far away at night.

The pale blue moonlight shone through the window to the ground, like a channel created by the light, leading to the quiet and deep starry sky.

Luo Chuan was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling in the dark, he couldn't sleep a little.

The eyes have adapted to the dim environment, so they can see the scene in the room clearly, and the moonlight is still bright, and it is a little blurred compared to when the light is sufficient.

Yao Ziyan was sleeping on the other side of the bed, looking at the ceiling.

The bed was huge, so the two were actually quite far apart.

After an unknown time, Luo Chuan heard a rustling voice beside him, and Yao Ziyan turned to look at him.

"Luo Chuan, you can't sleep?"

she asked softly.

Under the hazy moonlight, those beautiful eyes seemed to be lit up, like the quiet pool of water in the forest at night, reflecting all things in the world.

"Can't sleep." Luo Chuan continued to look at the ceiling, "I can't sleep until the gambling debt is paid off."

Yao Ziyan was stunned for a while, and smiled softly, like a wisp of blue smoke that seemed to dissipate in an instant.

She sat up, the moonlight pajamas bathed in the moonlight, she could faintly see the beautiful and graceful lines, and moved to Luo Chuan to lie down.

"You close your eyes."

Yao Ziyan just got closer, suddenly remembered something, and pulled back a little distance, wrinkled her nose, and her voice pretended to be fierce.

Luo Chuan laughed and closed his eyes obediently.

There are no messy thoughts in my heart, but it just feels a little funny, this girl's actions obviously have a bit of self-deception.

Speaking of which, I have experienced this scene many times. Luo Chuan feels that he is about to get used to it. Yao Ziyan is actually similar, but when it comes to certain things, it is a bit unacceptable.

In the silent night, any sound seemed to be amplified countless times.

Luo Chuan could hear the gradually accelerating heartbeat of the girl beside him, and felt the warm and gentle breath hitting his cheeks.

The soft and warm touch came, and there was a good-smelling girly fragrance.

"Five times."

Luo Chuan reminded with a light voice.

Yao Ziyan took a deep breath and gritted her teeth: "I know."

It was the same experience four times again, but the strength seemed to be much stronger than at the beginning.

Luo Chuan turned around and faced Yao Ziyan, showing a satisfied smile: "I've lost a few games too, it's time for me to travel and make a bet."

Slowly approaching Yao Ziyan.

"No." Yao Ziyan pressed Luo Chuan's forehead with both hands and pushed him away with resistance on her face, "I don't need your bet."

"I've brushed my teeth." Luo Chuan emphasized, stepping closer.

"It's not a matter of brushing or not brushing your teeth." Yao Ziyan always insisted on her own ideas.

"You actually despise me."

"I...I didn't."

"There is!"

"no!"

"have!"

"no…"

The fight ended with Luo Chuan's compromise.

Luo Chuan suddenly felt that this kind of life seemed to be good - well, to be precise, he has always felt this way.

It is indeed a rare thing to have a person who can understand me, accompany me, who is cute, pretty and has a good personality.

Because of the argument with Luo Chuan, Yao Ziyan's breath was a little rushed, and the light pajamas were also slightly messy, revealing a delicate arc.

Aware of Luo Chuan's gaze, Yao Ziyan looked down with some doubts.

Even though the moonlight was hazy, Luo Chuan noticed that the girl's cheeks were almost dyed with a cherry color at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the delicate auricles had the color of rouge.

"Look at what?!"

Yao Ziyan tightly wrapped herself with the quilt, her tone was fierce, her bright eyes staring at Luo Chuan, like a frightened little beast, alert to everything around her.

Looking at those clear eyes, Luo Chuan's heart suddenly calmed down at this moment.

"Yao Ziyan, I like you."

There is no pretense, just say it so naturally and bluntly.

Some things don't need to be done deliberately at all. When a certain moment is reached, it will arrive at the final destination as a matter of course.

A simple sentence expresses everything in the most sincere and simple way.

In Chinese, this is called expressing one's mind directly. It's like a wanderer who has been wandering abroad all the year round. After a lapse of many years, he finally returns to his hometown. Simply saying "I'm going home" will make my eyes wet before I know it. .

Yao Ziyan was stunned, staring blankly at Luo Chuan, as if he didn't expect him to say such straightforward words.

In my memory, Luo Chuan was lazy on weekdays, and he didn't look like a character who could say these words.

After a long time, Yao Ziyan finally came back to her senses, turned her gaze slightly, and replied softly, her voice almost inaudible: "Me too."

Both of them stopped talking, and both were silently thinking.

It doesn't really need to be accepted, after all, it's just a simple statement of a fact, the only difference is that it has never been spoken in the same language before.

"call…"

Luo Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and let out a small laugh from his nose.

"what are you laughing at?"

After this period of calm, Yao Ziyan felt that her cheeks were not so hot, and she was curious after hearing Luo Chuan's laughter.

"I remember when I just met you."

"Isn't it a 'happy thing' this time?"

Yao Ziyan snorted twice. In the past, every time she asked Luo Chuan, she used this excuse to perfunctory, but Yao Ziyan remembered it clearly.

She grabbed Luo Chuan's palm and printed her palm with Luo Chuan's palm to compare the size.

The girl's palms are as delicate and soft as the young shoots. Because of sleeping in the blanket, they don't have the usual cold feeling.

"Hey, do you remember the night of the first day?" Luo Chuan didn't care about Yao Ziyan's little movements, as if the massage felt quite comfortable.

"Of course I remember that it was raining and the weather was very bad that day. I forcibly opened a space channel to escape, but because the injury was too serious, there was no way to maintain it. After that, I couldn't even fly..." Yao Ziyan recalled. With an expression on his face, he spoke softly of what happened that day.

Luo Chuan listened quietly, but the more he listened, the more wrong it became.

"Stop, stop." He couldn't help interrupting Yao Ziyan's words.

"What's wrong?" Yao Ziyan asked.

"No, how did you know so many details? I didn't tell you about it at all." Luo Chuan couldn't understand.

At that time, he remembered clearly the injuries he suffered when Yao Ziyan fell from the sky. His breath was so weak that it was almost like a candle that was about to burn out, and he fell into a deep coma.

...wait, coma?

Luo Chuan showed disbelief.

Yao Ziyan didn't seem to see the change in Luo Chuan's expression. He opened his palm and intertwined his fingers with him, smiling peacefully, like a clear spring. "I remember someone secretly pinching my **** a few times."