"It's okay, I don't care about this."

Luo Chuan said casually, Yao Ziyan, as the **** of fate, is the most basic passive ability to not stain dust. The whole body is fragrant and soft, and it is very comfortable to hold in his arms when sleeping.

As for why he knew this, the reason was very simple-when Yao Ziyan came over, he slept longer than in the past, and the quality was greatly improved.

Yao Ziyan looked at what Luochuan took for granted, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Luo Chuan in this state is really not right.

"But having said that, I still remember something." Luo Chuan remembered something, and squeezed Yao Ziyan's ankle.

"Just remember, don't move." Yao Zi was slightly red on the smoke, and tried to break free with a little force on her feet. If he didn't succeed, he just followed him, "Remember what?"

"It should be a very important thing for me." Luo Chuan thought carefully, "and not only that, I feel that the dream I had last time should be the same."

"Is the story of the novel? It feels like serialization." Yao Ziyan asked quite amused.

"Hmm...Have you heard a word, Xiaoyan?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Reality is often more magical than fiction, because fiction requires logic, but reality does not."

Luo Chuan had forgotten where he saw this sentence, and still remembered it in his heart. After all, this is also the truth in a certain sense.

Yao Ziyan blinked: "Reality...doesn't need logic?"

"Because there are some people you can't look at with ordinary eyes at all. Their thinking is different and they always do things that normal people can't do." Luo Chuan said.

Yao Ziyan remembered his previous travel experience in Tianlan Continent, as if it was indeed what Luochuan said.

"I understand." Yao Ziyan nodded and returned to the original topic again, "Luochuan, what are you going to do?"

"I don't know." Luo Chuan continued to knead the delicate and small feet in his hands, restraining the thought of scratching the soles of the feet in his heart, "I can't control what I dream."

"That's it..." Yao Ziyan moved her toes playfully, quietly enjoying the moment of relaxation, not knowing what she remembered, and poked Luo Chuan's arm, "Hey, Luo Chuan, do you want me to help you? "

"Help me?" Luo Chuan raised his eyebrows.

"Don't believe me?" Yao Ziyan felt underestimated, "I am the **** of destiny. Although I am a little unfamiliar, I can already use some power."

It's like when traveling before, just singing a "lullaby" and Luochuan fell asleep directly.

The point is not what Yao Ziyan sang, even if it was just a casual humming, or a simple sentence, as long as she said it was a lullaby, it was a lullaby.

This is the power of the gods.

"Well... it sounds reasonable." Luo Chuan nodded after a little thought, "Yes, but forget it today. I just woke up and I don't want to sleep again."

Let go of the palm, walked out of the bed to the window, opened the window, and the cold breeze with a hint of rain pounded on his face, suddenly refreshed.

Luo Chuan stretched deeply, breathing in the fresh morning air, and the rain also washed away the magical smoke and dust in the air, fresh and pleasant.

another beautiful day.

Yao Ziyan looked at Luo Chuan's back, then looked down at his feet.

The toes are slender and slender, and the nails are properly trimmed. The skin is white and tender. On the white jade-colored instep, you can vaguely see the cyan blood vessels, like the exquisite decorations on the porcelain.

She doesn't quite understand why Luo Chuan likes it so much...Although it is pretty good.

When Luo Chuan yawned and turned around to change clothes, he saw Yao Ziyan staring at his feet carefully, not knowing what he was thinking.

He suddenly became interested, and wanted to record the scene before him.

Thinking of this in his mind, Luo Chuan did indeed take action, took out the magic phone, and called the girl's name.

"Small smoke."

"Ok?"

The girl looked up in the direction of the voice, and her purple eyes revealed a little confusion. The warm magic light poured down like water, as if she was wearing a layer of white veil, and the pure white nightdress was spread all over her body, revealing. Half of tender lotus root-like calves and small feet, deep purple hair scattered randomly behind him like a waterfall.

No Fendai, full of beauty.

The picture freezes.

Luo Chuan looked at the photo just taken on the screen and smiled with satisfaction.

The previous filming greatly improved his composition and shooting ability, of course, this is also inseparable from the model himself.

In addition, Luo Chuan felt that there should be further room for this picture.

His eyes flowed, and finally landed on the young girl's feet and calves protruding from the nightdress. It would be more perfect if there were pure white things covering them.

"Luochuan, are you thinking about something weird again?"

Yao Ziyan asked faintly, it seemed that she had felt this way several times this morning.

"No, I'm just enjoying the photos I just took." Luo Chuan put aside the messy thoughts in his heart, and then added, "From an artistic point of view."

Well, yes, that's it.

He said to himself in his heart.

"Really? I don't believe it." Yao Ziyan rolled her eyes, she felt that Luo Chuan was fooling herself, the power of the **** of destiny, and at the same time, she had been together for so long, and she understood Luo Chuan.

"How is it possible? I have always been honest and trustworthy." Luo Chuan has always made honesty the most important life creed.

"Yeah, Luochuan, what you said is right." Yao Ziyan was perfunctory, and was too lazy to argue with a certain boss in this regard, "By the way, Luochuan, after you went to bed last night, there was a visit in the tavern. A very special customer."

"How special is it?" Luo Chuan came to the closet and took a piece of clothing casually.

He didn't have any requirements for clothes, only that they could be worn and looked normal. There were only two requirements. As for the clothes in the closet, Yao Ziyan helped to purchase them.

Obviously, this girl doesn't want her boss to wear her clothes.

Yao Ziyan turned her head slightly and looked out the window: "She is a member of the Council of the Elderly."

"The Council of the Elderly?" Luochuan's voice fluctuates slightly, and he put his head through the collar with a little effort. The new clothes will always be troublesome in this respect, and then he shook his head, "This should be here. Is it the third member of the Council of Senior Citizens in the store?"

The giant axe counts as one, and the king Gulas counts as one, and this is naturally the third one.

Among them, the great axe belongs to the dwarf, and the king Gulas belongs to the human. Luochuan is a little curious about the race of this new member of the Council of Elders.

Yao Ziyan Xu is a perpetrator of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He came to Luochuan and helped him sort out the folds on his collar and clothes.

As if he had guessed what he was thinking, Yao Ziyan leaned forward and smiled slightly and said: "The undead, to be precise, is a lich."