Chapter 1882 You Still Want to Touch My Feet

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The wind and frost are floating, and who is persistent

a lifetime

In the cup of tenderness, three minutes of the moon falls

The red dust is hard to break, good and evil are uncertain

How to fall in ink

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Yao Ziyan gently hummed the lyrics she heard from Luo Chuan. Luo Chuan sang several songs. She liked this one the most. Although she didn't understand some parts, she understood the general meaning of the lyrics.

"Luo Chuan, does the lyrics tell a story?" Yao Ziyan raised her foot and gently kicked Luo Chuan's arm.

"Well, a story called a bad guy." Luo Chuan nodded and grabbed Yao Ziyan's kick to his feet. It was icy cold and felt good to the touch.

Yao Ziyan's body froze immediately, not only her delicate cheeks were stained with a cherry color, her delicate earlobes were even a little red, and she subconsciously wanted to retract her feet, but she couldn't break Luo Chuan's palm.

The soles of his feet could clearly feel the temperature of Luo Chuan's palms, which made Yao Ziyan uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Luo Chuan quickly let go of his hand, Yao Ziyan quickly retracted his legs, changed his position on the sofa, put his feet under it, and covered it with his skirt, as if he was frying. The cat, the demon Ziyan in Luo Chuan's eyes is almost like this image.

Luo Chuan felt that the atmosphere was not right. Yao Ziyan seemed to be really angry. She pursed her lips and looked at him without saying a word. She really did not expect that Luo Chuan not only wanted to touch her legs, but also I want to touch her feet.

"The story of the bad guy is also the story of the rivers and lakes. There is a big difference between martial arts and fantasy. The combat power is not as outrageous as that of Tianlan Continent. The life of ordinary people is much behind that of Jiuyi City, and there are no convenient things such as formations. That is This is the general background of a chaotic world where heroes are fighting for hegemony.”

Luo Chuan felt that it was time to change to another topic, and simply told her a story.

What Yao Ziyan likes most is listening to Luo Chuan tell stories.

Of course, what happened just now can't be forgotten in a short time, but it's okay to ignore it temporarily. Yao Ziyan's angry state lasted for a few minutes before gradually disappearing, and unknowingly, she snuggled next to Luo Chuan and listened quietly. He tells stories.

Just like a cat.

The story is of course the same as before. Luo Chuan only told the beginning, mainly because it was too long and could not be finished in a short time, so he could only save it for the next time.

"I will tell the next story later, I will remember it."

"Well, next time, definitely next time."

The distance between the two is very close, Luo Chuan can smell the faint aroma of Yao Ziyan's hair.

Luo Chuan felt that this should have an inseparable connection with Yao Ziyan's liking to drink milk tea.

"To be honest, I don't really like the protagonist of this story." Luo Chuan felt the smooth purple hair passing through his fingers, and subconsciously lowered his head and smelled it, there was a nice scent.

Hmm... Wait, did you touch Yao Ziyan's feet just now?

Forget it, it doesn't matter, anyway Yao Ziyan has washed his feet, it doesn't matter even if he doesn't, as a Venerable, and he is about to become a god, it is a basic ability to not stain the dust, and the whole body is fragrant.

"Why?" Yao Ziyan didn't notice Luo Chuan's small movements.

"The main reason is that it's too bad. Of course, it's different from the protagonist I wrote." Luo Chuan took out a bottle of Coke and took a sip, "Obviously he has a special identity, but he still wants to be alone in the troubled times. Living his own small life, he still doesn't like other people's hegemony, he has loyal ministers, and he is still unable to support the wall... By the way, remember the story called "Myth" I told you before, right?"

"Remember." Yao Ziyan nodded and began to think in her mind whether the two stories were related.

"The protagonists of these two stories, Yi Xiaochuan and Li Xingyun, are also called two big wastes." Luo Chuan instilled the knowledge brought by himself as a traveler to Yao Ziyan.

"Why?" Yao Ziyan turned her head to look, not understanding why Luo Chuan said that.

The reason is very simple. Luo Chuan told her both stories, but they both started at the beginning. Yao Ziyan didn't even understand the specific content of the story, so naturally he couldn't understand Luo Chuan's words.

"I'll tell you the full story after this."

"In the future..." Yao Ziyan only knew that Luo Chuan's words were probably out of the question. If she reminded her from time to time, she might have a chance.

Luo Chuan looked at the demon Ziyan who didn't know what he was thinking. He leaned over and kissed his fair and tender cheeks. of the kind.

"what?"

Yao Ziyan sat up, looked at Luo Chuan beside him, and reached out to wipe his face.

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"Can't you give me a kiss?"

"Okay, okay, want to kiss a few times."

Yao Ziyan nodded perfunctorily. Of course it doesn't matter if you kiss her or something. In her opinion, this is a very normal behavior. After all, the current relationship between the two is not an ordinary clerk and boss, but touching her feet like just now is very good. Strange.

No, why did you think of this again?

Yao Ziyan shook her head secretly, trying to put the strange picture in her mind away, her heartbeat accelerated a lot for no reason, her two feet were entangled uncomfortably, her mind was very messy.

The weather in the midsummer month is always changeable. I don’t know when the bright starry sky is covered by dark clouds, and the moon also disappears. Only

The dark, swampy clouds enveloped the night sky, dull, oppressive, and irritatingly hot.

Soon, with the dull thunder, the rain fell on the ground, and it was pouring rain in an instant.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan, who were sitting on the sofa in the store watching magic phones.

Yao Ziyan glanced outside the store: "Luochuan, it's raining outside."

"It's quite big." Luo Chuan also glanced at it, and quickly withdrew his gaze, he was past the age of raining and feeling life.

Yao Ziyan stepped on the ground with her bare feet, and went over to close the door of the store. Anyway, it was closed at night. Except for Qingyuan, Anweiya and other friends who occasionally came over, it was usually only her and Luo. Chuan stayed here, closing the door to have a special quiet atmosphere.

There is only space for the two of them, and no one else will disturb them.

After Yao Ziyan closed the store, she went to sell equipment and got a cup of milk tea. She walked around with her bare feet. The Origin Mall also has the function of keeping dust free, so you don't have to worry about getting dust on your feet. As for Yao Ziyan, she often takes it with her. Wiping the rag all over is purely idle.

Yao Ziyan was a little hesitant when she walked to the edge of the sofa. She was worried that Luo Chuan would be like before, so she sat a little further away, drank the milk tea quietly with both hands, and didn't speak, and occasionally glanced at Luo Chuan secretly.