Luo Chuan threw a popcorn into his mouth, stared at the light curtain in front of him, Yao Ziyan nestled beside Luo Chuan on the sofa, also fixed his eyes.

When Makoto Shinkai came on stage, looked at countless audiences, and said "Hello everyone, I'm Makoto Shinkai", the two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"There is an inexplicable sense of achievement."

Luo Chuan took Yao Ziyan's calf over easily, with emotion in his words.

Glancing at a boss who seemed to be indifferent, Yao Ziyan thought about it seriously and decided to ignore him.

After all, everyone's hobbies are different, and you can't ask others for your own identity.

"I remember Xin Hai was quite confused at first. As asked, he didn't know what to do after he left his family." Yao Ziyan said softly.

She naturally knew Seiko Shinkai's past and didn't want to inherit the family business, she just wanted to start her own business.

how to say?

Ask the strong inspirational entrepreneurial history?

It always feels weird...

Feeling the strange touch on her feet, Yao Ziyan's expression changed faintly, her toes as thin as lotus buds curled up slightly.

"Don't move," she whispered.

Luo Chuan settled down.

But it didn't last long, and the original feeling came again.

He glared at Luo Chuan, but unfortunately his eyes did not have any lethality.

Luo Chuan looked down and saw that the bright light from the original spar lamp reflected the girl's feet transparently, her toes were crystal ruddy, as if carved from beautiful jade, and the blue blood vessels on the white and slender instep were clearly visible.

Extend your finger and hold it down and release it, and the blood flow shows a completely different change.

"Is it fun?" Yao Ziyan was a little helpless.

"Well." Luo Chuan nodded honestly.

He is an honest man and never lies.

Yao Ziyan rolled her eyes, not knowing what to say, so she could only divert her attention and watch Seiko Shinkai's speech.

It has to be said that the audience's love for movies also extends to the director of the movie, especially when the director is a beautiful woman, it is better than a sloppy uncle.

In this world, in fact, most situations are based on faces.

Seiko Shinkai's character Luo Chuan also knows, belongs to the kind of person who doesn't like talking very much, but works extremely seriously.

For the audience's questions, they will basically answer whatever they can.

Of course, questions like "Does Director Shinkai have a girlfriend" are mostly perfunctory or simply ignored.

Luo Chuan was very happy to watch it, just like watching a variety show.

"Huh?" Yao Ziyan suddenly made a soft whimper, frowning slightly and looking in a certain direction.

"What's wrong?" Luo Chuan noticed the strangeness of Yao Ziyan.

Yao Ziyan looked back: "Luo Chuan, did you feel anything?"

"Huh? What?" Luo Chuan didn't quite understand.

Yao Ziyan sighed helplessly, and gently lifted Luo Chuan with her feet: "I said, Luo Chuan, you don't really think of yourself as an ordinary person, do you? You don't have any perception of your surroundings on weekdays? "

After coming to the Origin Mall for such a long time, apart from being a bit sloppy at the beginning, Yao Ziyan is actually not as vigilant as before.

In fact, even a powerhouse at the venerable level would not use mental power all the time to master all things within a certain range.

Are you tired?

At most, it is a vague perception, and there are different degrees of difference, which can be roughly understood as radar.

Demon Ziyan is naturally the same.

As the God of Fate, even the most instinctive basic perception, any subtle special anomaly cannot escape her eyes.

But what made Yao Ziyan speechless the most was that Luo Chuan didn't know anything, which was not just outrageous.

Could it be that this is the hidden world of the highest realm?

Forget your strength, forget your identity, and just treat yourself as an ordinary person?

... that seems to be the only way to explain it.

"Yes." Luo Chuan agreed without any psychological pressure, and by the way, he asked, "Do you think it is necessary for me?"

"Uh... it seems to be the same." Yao Ziyan couldn't refute.

"So what happened?" Luo Chuan asked absentmindedly, kneading his tender little white legs.

"I felt Elizabeth's power just now." Yao Ziyan didn't care about Luo Chuan's movements, she was already used to it.

"Um?"

Luo Chuan's originally indifferent expression became serious.

As a powerful lich who has existed for many years, Elizabeth's strength is unquestionable, and her own strength alone is enough to turn a city into a kingdom of undead.

Not to mention that she is also the owner of the Dead Woodland, and can easily summon countless high-level undead.

Now Elizabeth is using her own power in this opera house. Could it be that she has encountered some special circumstances?

"Didn't Oxia tell us some information about the Annihilation Cultists before coming here? She mentioned a guy whose code name is Dancing Girl. Wouldn't she have met her?" Luo Chuan touched his chin, which was what he was thinking about. There are always subconscious behaviors.

Fiction is based on reality.

Just like the Sherlock Holmes that Luo Chuan wrote today, Sherlock Holmes as the protagonist also has this habit, which Luo Chuan added according to himself.

As we all know, which author does not carry private goods when writing novels?

Yao Ziyan looked at Luo Chuan with a slightly subtle expression.

"What's the matter?" Luo Chuan couldn't help asking because of the strange look of Yao Ziyan.

"Uh..." Yao Ziyan hesitated, not knowing whether to say it or not. After a long time, she finally made a decision and pointed to her feet, the meaning is self-evident.

"Um?"

Luo Chuan frowned.

Looking in the direction Yao Ziyan pointed, he saw that his other hand was still on his delicate and fair ankle, and he immediately understood what Yao Ziyan meant.

Luo Chuan clicked his tongue and showed a smile: "Isn't it possible to wash the scriptures and cut the marrow before asking the realm, you are the venerable, no, the **** of fate, the most basic ability to not stain the dust, why, you Do you still despise yourself?"

"No way!"

Listening to Luo Chuan's teasing words, Yao Ziyan's face suddenly turned a light cherry color, she turned her head slightly, ignored him a little, and muttered softly, "Really, he will bully me."

Luo Chuan grasped Yao Ziyan's hand again, forcibly holding back the smile in his heart: "Xiaoyan's hand is small and soft..."

Yao Ziyan was stunned. It seemed that Luo Chuan's words had brought a great mental shock to her. The red glow on her face spread almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even her crystal earlobes were stained. Red.

She took a deep breath, pulled her hand back hard, and gave a certain boss a warning look.

Too bad it doesn't do much damage.

Luo Chuan was quite happy, and had a sense of anticipation of discovering new things.

Aware of Luo Chuan's gaze, Yao Ziyan understood what he was thinking after a little thought, bowed her head in shame, and bit down on Luo Chuan's shoulder...