Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

The rain curtain was vast, blurring the distant scenery, raindrops flowing wantonly, fresh water mist lingering, and the sound of rain entering the room was a little more hazy and far away, as if it came from a far away place.

Luo Chuan was telling the story of charms and demons, but he didn't feel sleepy at first.

Yao Ziyan held the pillow in his arms, looked at Luo Chuan with purple eyes like glaze, completely immersed in the magical world he described.

The rain is endless, the twilight lamp stays forever, the shadow devil spells, the demons and ghosts go quickly.

I want to stay in my room when it rains, listen to the patter of rain, lie quietly on the bed, or sit by the window and watch the raindrops hanging down, enjoying a peaceful time.

Yao Ziyan had already abandoned her pillow and squeezed into Luo Chuan's arms. She was warm, with a faint smell of good smell on her body.

"Why don't you talk?" Yao Ziyan couldn't help poking his arm without hearing Luo Chuan's words.

"Tired." Luo Chuan rolled his eyes, and Barabara said that after such a long time, he also wanted to rest.

Demon Ziyan made a cry, and immediately got out of Luochuan's arms and picked up the pillow that was thrown aside: "Luochuan, take a rest, I'll go back first."

After speaking, he walked out of the room with bare feet as he did when he came.

Luo Chuan watched Yao Ziyan leave and touched his chin. He felt like he was being used as a tool man.

Forget it, don't want that much.

Luochuan Guyong got into the quilt a few times and lay down, covered his own quilt and prepared to take a nap. It was almost time before business in the afternoon. It didn't matter if he overslept, anyway, there was a monster purple smoke.

Yao Ziyan has no habit of taking a nap.

Seeing that Luochuan often took a nap and tried it a few times, it didn't seem to work. It was a waste of time for her. It would be better to write novels or chat with friends and play cards with this time.

When Elena came to the Origin Mall from the portal of light, there was still no Luochuan in the store.

"Where is the boss?" Elena looked around and asked Yao Ziyan, who was cleaning with a rag.

"Take a nap upstairs." Yao Ziyan felt that it was enough to have himself in the store. A certain boss could be a mascot who was eating and waiting to die, and he could raise him by himself.

"Oh, that's it." Elena nodded.

"You seem to have something to do?" Yao Ziyan threw the rag into the space ring, and she was doing nothing to clean up.

"The boss told me to sign the contract in the morning." The long-haired siren girl smiled shyly, "I went back and thought about it."

"Then what do you think?" Yao Ziyan was very interested.

"Um...I have no problem." Elena's tail pointed to the ground, "I'm just a little curious about why the boss suddenly told me this. It feels like you and the boss are a bit weird recently. Did something happen?"

Yao Ziyan felt that the Hearthstone Tavern in Luochuan should not be able to keep customers away for long.

It hadn't officially opened yet, and something was noticed. Don't be the first day when customers from Origin Mall visited and saw that she and Luochuan were busy with the new store.

It's embarrassing to think about it.

"No, we have a good relationship." Yao Ziyan said with a smile.

Elena was stunned, she was not talking about the relationship between the two, but looking at Yao Ziyan's appearance, she didn't seem to want to discuss this topic, so she didn't continue to ask.

The conversation between the two came to an end for the time being.

Although Elena does not object to what Luochuan mentioned in the morning, she does not want to change the status quo of her life for the time being. Yao Ziyan has no idea. If Elena agrees, there will be an extra cleaner in the store. It doesn’t matter if she disagrees. It is sufficient to maintain the original state.

As time goes by, customers have come to the store one after another.

Yao Ziyan was sitting behind the counter, holding his chin to watch the customers coming and going, experiencing the various things in life, in other words, she was in a daze.

"Sister, where's the boss?" Yao Ziyue slipped to the front of Yao Ziyan, waved in front of her, and asked curiously.

"Sleep upstairs."

"It's lazy."

"It's better than before. At least it's not just a whole day in the sun now, and I'm still busy with my own affairs... No, I'm discussing this with you." Yao Ziyan suddenly found that he seemed to have been complaining about it. Sichuan.

Yao Ziyue stuck her tongue out at Yao Ziyan, and wandered to the shelf as she did when she came.

"When does the boss make a new movie?"

"Compared to new movies, I actually look forward to new products. I haven't had new products for a long time."

"Stop arguing here, it's all right."

"Wang Zhan! No one has played, right? Three, there are the last two, I can't make it even if you have a dozen cards..."

In the ears were the noisy conversations of customers, Yao Ziyan narrowed his eyes.

very nice.

"The omniscient and omnipotent **** of destiny, please listen to the most sincere prayers of believers, bless me this time the mission reward is the golden legend..."

"Great, immortal, eternal, destiny rules..."

"I hope I can pick up money today..."

The smile on Yao Ziyan's face disappeared, she sighed helplessly, and heard the believers' chanting again, perhaps because of her gradually controlling her own power, this kind of uncontrolled appearance has been reduced a lot.

"What are you thinking about, frowning." Qing Yuan came to Yao Ziyan and drank the tea she had just kept cool.

"I haven't drunk it yet... forget it." Yao Ziyan looked at the empty cup and decided not to care about her too much.

"Why doesn't the boss come down? Still taking a nap?" Qing Yuan glanced at the stairs, wiped her mouth and asked casually.

"Yeah." Yao Ziyan poured himself a cup of tea and left it to dry, waited to drink it when it was cold, and then looked at Qingyuan, "You'd better not go out at night."

"Ha, why?" Qing Yuan was confused by Yao Ziyan's endless words.

Yao Ziyan shook his head and said nothing.

There are some things that cannot be stated clearly, just a simple mention.

"God is mysterious, inexplicable." Qing Yuan was confused, "Do you know Ziyan, I hate two kinds of people the most in this world."

"Well, which two?" Yao Ziyan tore a packet of potato chips and ate it.

Qing Yuan grabbed a large handful from inside, threw a piece of khachachacha into his mouth, and ate it: "One is only half talking."

"Is there another one?" Yao Ziyan waited for Qing Yuan's next words.

Qing Yuan didn't speak, and walked away with the potato chips rubbed from Yao Ziyan. The free one is better than the one he bought.

Yao Ziyan was stunned for a few seconds before she understood what Qing Yuan meant, and laughed blankly. Was this half-talking revenge for her? Like a child...

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