God-level Store Manager

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In the morning, I slept in Luochuan on my soft bed.

He played an yawn, and his heart was slightly disappointed.

It seems that the demon purple smoke has not sneaked after he is asleep.

Well ... Why will he think of this?

Forget it, this is not important.

Luochuan quietly watched a few minutes, then got up, simply washing the mirror and grab hair.

How do you say it, the hairstyle looks like it is just awkward - the fact is true.

However, if you look at him, you will feel particularly appropriate, just like it is like it.

Of course, this also has a secret connection with the value.

Luochuan is satisfied with his nodding. Sure enough, it is still as handsome, and the world is like him in such a perfect person.

The knockout of "" sounded.

"The door did not lock." Luochuan said with the mouth and walked out of the toilet.

The demon purple smoke drops open the door, and it is different from yesterday's carefully. It seems to be a lot of life today. It is the way to live on weekdays.

"What is your bracelet?" Luochuan noticed that the bracelet of the demon purple smoke was originally bached.

"I feel so trouble, so I will take it." The demon purple smoke replied, "How do you get so early today?"

"Because I was more early last night." Luochuan poured a glass of water and sat on the sofa, and a cup of hot water can awaken the stomach for a night.

The demon purple smoke "Oh" has no words.

Both people don't talk, they are quiet in the room, and the rain outside the window is also incorporated into the ear of the two.

Luochuan looked at the snow maple trees swaying outside the window, I don't know how I suddenly remembered nine city.

The same as the city of Star Empire, the distance between Jiuze City and Qichuan is not near, the weather is not the same here, and heavy rain.

The original snow has been ablated under the flushing of the rain, revealing dark brown ground, flowing into the sky, reflecting the color of the sky.

"Said that the winter month is going to end?" Luochuan said.

The demon purple smoke nodded: "It is true as the past season, and recent weather has been slow, wait for this rain, the survival month should be arrived."

The month of recovery, that is, spring, all things recovered.

Luochuan just came to Tianyi mainland.

"Say it back, I have encountered the boss in the convulsion." The demon purple smoke thought of the past experience.

"It should be the mid-the mid-finals of the convolution, the weather is very warm." Luochuan drunk hot water.

He remembers that the demon purple smoke is a black dress that is almost like night clothes, or wear a dress.

No, wear anything.

The demon purple smoke is staring at Luochuan, always thinking about what he is thinking.

Luochuan also finished hot water at this time, put down the cup slowly tone, he was a bit full.

Breakfast will then say, at least he is not hungry.

"When will I go back?" The demon purple smoke casually found a topic, then sat on the couch, and Luochuan broke a little bit distance.

"Night." Luochuan didn't want to answer, "Now the origin store is not working in business, then go back after waiting at the end of the night."

Anyway, the origin store has a tiger mad, as for himself ...

Stealing floating half a day.

Take a break, it is still quite good.

The demon purple smoke passed the words of Luochuan, and she felt that Luochuan may be addictive, and the origin of the mall is not impossible.

Well, the probability of closing the door is not big, and the bigger probability is directly transferred ...

Note that the demon smoke is more and more strange, Luochuan finally can't see it: "What are you thinking about?"

The demon purple smoke is separated from unrealistic fantasies, or thinks to ask Luochuan: "Boss ... Luochuan, the origin store will continue to open it?"

"Of course." Luochuan looked at the demon purple smoke, "How can I suddenly ask this?"

As we all know, our main purpose of this book is to open the store, what can he do?

"That is good." The demon salastic smoke is slightly breathed, "I am worried that the boss will not suddenly be interested in the store, then do other industries."

"..." Luochuan has been speaking for a while, "you think more."

The discussion of the morning time was temporarily and finally updated the novel. The two came to the hall to start breakfast.

As for when it's going back, Luochuan also said in the group chat.

In addition to those who leave in advance and not to leave, they basically give a response and then continue to dive.

Mainly, there is no matter what these days have not happened recently, and there is no topic to discuss.

I believe that if there is any interesting melon, it will definitely trigger a new round of discussions, and there is no direct relationship with the strength of melon and identity.

So, the time of day is quietly passed.

The rain is still, and it seems that there is no trend in a short time. It is better to go out in Luochuan, and there is no difference between him.

Top more is also the difference in climate topics outside.

The night of the winter is always very fast, and when people have not perceived, the moir-like night color is quiet.

Among the wind and rain, it is not a bright light that is more vague, and the distant city is also very inexplicab.

"This is going to leave." The step away from the song.

Step Shiyi stands next to, the barrier to build the wind and rain, and her elegant face with a faint smile: "Mother, we are gone, come and see you next time."

"Hey, is there a traffic network that is saying?" The step suddenly thought about what, turned around.

"Almost, I didn't pay attention." Stephen replied.

"If you are built, are we coming to Qichuan, is it easy?"

"Affirmation." Stepted poetry, "At least, it is convenient than ever, it doesn't know how the specific speed will be."

"Looking forward to." The step is hidden by the song. After the brain, I sent a sigh.

"Time is not early, should go back."

"Well, let's go ..."

The conversation gradually disappeared in the wind and rain, and the tree behind him seems to be in the same way.

On the way back, I have been eaten during the way, and the food has been "very precise" evaluation.

"I'm coming back." Looking at the Snow Pavilion in front, it is full of emotion.

"Your spirit seems to have no progress." Stephen looks at the spiritual barrier of the song and suddenly dark and frightened. "After going back, I have to tell my father."

"Don't, sister, ask you!" The mourning of the song is almost tearful rainy night.