God-level Store Manager

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"The owner of the city, do you really don't know me?" Xie Dan dance pulped up the orange, and finally couldn't help but ask.

The frost nodded and didn't have related memories in my mind. I can only feel the familiar feelings.

In addition, it is too enthusiastic, some is difficult to make.

"Even if you can't think of it." Xie Dance was deeply tone, his face was re-exposed, and the frost was hugged again.

"Oh ... no ..." The frost lifted his head, and his face was red, and it was too enthusiastic.

"Then you will know it once ..." Xie Meng dance closed his eyes whispered, closely sticking with frosty cheeks.

The frost is roboted, although there is still no expression on the face, but no longer struggle.

The demon purple moon blinks, suddenly thinking, and quickly took out the magical phone, and retake the scene in front of him.

"What are you eating?" Hugging the last time is not long, Xie Meng dance quickly released the frost, the line of sight is on the hot pot of hot air.

Her character is somewhat coming, plus frost is here, and learned from the previous conversation to the origin of the origin of the rumors.

And she hasn't eaten for a long time, smelling the tempting aroma in the air, and the feeling of hunger is coming.

"Hot Pot." Luochuan answered.

Xie Meng Dao Dao Water.

The demon purple smoke feels a little, this is really the chaotic city auction field, Xie Meng Dance?

"Do you want to eat?" The demon purple smoke and asked.

"Want ..." Xie Meng dance nodded, and then shook his head after the reaction, "I don't want to think."

Xie Damo moved the chair next to the frost and sat down.

"Look at the spicy look." Looking at the red soup, Xie Meng did not hurt the oral water.

After ate a bite, I suddenly surprised the heaven, she has never eaten such a delicious food.

"Is this hot pot of ingredients?" Xie Meng dance quickly missed unusual place.

"Solitary medicine? According to the statement of Tianyi, it should be," Luochuan nodded.

Xie Dance is a little confused, what is "according to Tianzhu mainland"?

But did not ask.

Now her heart has been completely immersed in the food, even if I ask the goods sold in the original merchandise, I haven't been eaten.

Moreover, it will be given to the frost, and the process is naturally incomparable. It seems that it has formed habits.

"Chuyang, is he still not in the city of chaos?" Luochuan asked.

"Chu Yang? Now it should have been left." Xie Dance danced, the words were vague, "I went to find him after the auction, he said that he had to leave for a while to leave anything."

She is nothing to do, everyone's hobby and pursuit are different, and there is no need to use your own standard to judge others.

Luochuan "Oh" has, he just asked casually.

Soon, the end of dinner.

Xie Meng danced the magical mobile phone of frost, and the face is full: "Such a magical thing, the price of one hundred Lingjing is too cheap ..."

Of course, she just said that when she eats hot pot, she already knows Xiaochuan's boss of the origin store.

For this mysterious power, the Lingjing has no great significance, and it is just symbolic that it is just symbolic.

As for the purpose of doing this ...

"... Cause?" Luochuan put down the magical mobile phone and looked at Xie Meng Dance.

"Yeah, what is the reason why the boss you start the origin store?" Xie Meng dance asked curiously.

He has also begun to call Luochuan as "boss".

"Interest." Luochuan drank his mouth, "I am just an interested boss."

Xie Dance: ...

It's so reasonable, I can't find a place to refute it!

I took a dinner, and everyone was also preparing to leave.

Then I encountered a problem.

Anvilia and Xie Meng dance each pull a glacial hand, is in a big eye, no one is refused to let go.

"Amount, what do they prepare?" The demon is like a low moon.

"I don't know, let them solve it yourself." The demon purple smile.

I don't know what Xie Dance and Anvilia have talked about, and finally the latter chose to give up.

"Just this day." Anvas emphasized.

"I know I know." Xie Damo did not put his hand, smiled and went to the frosty cheeks, and then was relieved.

"I suddenly be a little unassured." Looking at her, Anvilia regretted.

After noisy, the origin store has recovered quiet.

Luochuan got up from the sofa and closed the store door and separated the wind.

The traces left in dinner have been packed clean, and there is no smell in the air.

The sofa is the same as the coffee shop, and the system is provided and take it extremely comfortable.

Naturally, the seat after the counter is cold.

Luochuan took out the magical phone from the system space.

The story of death notes will be written immediately, only the last story is left.

He decided that it took time to take it today.

The contents of this plot are the paragraphs of the night gods.

When using death notes, it will kill the South Air, in order to get rid of his suspect, the autumn wild garland is also killed.

In Luochuan's view, I have a good and l fighting, and suddenly it is completely black.

How do you say it, turns a little inexplicable.

It is also very simple to improve its perfect way.

In terms of popular discourse, it is to fill.

Luochuan wrote a lot of things, and it is natural to drive this kind of thing.

Of course, it is more like to dig the pit relative to the pit.

When writing something, I am free to dive my thinking, as for the outline, there is no need to exist at all.

Because it only limits his imagination.

However, it is much more excavated to dig, and I will often forget what pit before.

Or, occasionally, when it is a lot of light, it will be clean and clean.

Most of them are really forgotten to the last pits that have not been filled.

Of course, it is also possible to find a way to fill the pit, pretend to be forgotten.

After all, it is much easier than the pit.

Cough and start writing the final plot.

The demon purple smoke presses the chin to look at Luochuan, and when it comes to the smile that he has not perceived.

After the hair, I also took out the magic phone.

She is also ready to improve the settings in the "glory" written.

The new role of glory is buried to the Mutu, the background story given in the post is still detailed.

But in the eyes of the demon purple smoke, many places need to improve and increase details.

This will be integrated with the story of the entire glory world.