Chapter 2565: A special hobby of a boss
Luo Chuan can be sure that the content of the dream is absolutely important.
But no matter how hard he tried to remember, there was no memory related to it at all in his mind.
It\'s like a folder in a computer. The files in it are deleted cleanly, leaving only an empty folder representing the name, reminding that there are files here.
I can\'t think of what I dreamed about, plus it appeared a few times, and then it was gone.
Now, after Yao Ziyan\'s reminder, Luo Chuan finally remembered it again.
Does the familiarity with Anvia\'s words really come from a dream?
"Probably yes."
Luo Chuan nodded in affirmation of Yao Ziyan\'s guess, and then sighed helplessly, "But what if you know? There\'s still no way to figure out the specific situation."
At present, he only understands the source of the familiarity. As for what caused it, he is still at a loss.
"Why don\'t you try to dream again, Luochuan?" Yao Ziyan asked tentatively.
"Is this a question of trying?" Luo Chuan was amused when he heard it, and patted the girl\'s hair, "Can you control your dreams?"
Dreams are ethereal and elusive.
Perhaps there are species in this world that live on dreams and exist only in dreams.
But Luo Chuan never met.
He is also in a state of being unable to control his own dreams.
"Try it, it doesn\'t matter anyway." Yao Ziyan moved aside to avoid Luo Chuan\'s claws, "And you are so powerful, what if you awaken your ability in this area, right?"
In her mind, Luo Chuan is synonymous with omnipotence.
Regarding Yao Ziyan\'s inexplicable trust in herself, Luo Chuan felt very useful as her partner, very happy, and very unrealistic.
Is this a skill that can be awakened casually?
This book is not the kind of brainless white system essay.
When the protagonist encounters any difficulty, the system will give a solution with a "ding", and even the thinking process is omitted, which is pure cool.
Ok……
It doesn\'t seem like much?
No, the difference is quite a lot, after all, this book is daily.
Yes, that\'s right, that\'s it.
"It\'s so much better than what I said." Luo Chuan still corrected Yao Ziyan\'s words, "I didn\'t even know I had such abilities."
Yao Ziyan wrinkled her nose and understood what Luo Chuan meant.
Lightly white and slender fingers were slightly bent against her lips, and she subconsciously looked at the moonlight outside the window.
"I remember Luo Chuan, when you dreamed of those strange dreams, you seemed to fall asleep listening to the lullaby I sang?"
"Well...not the first time, but the second time." Luo Chuan thought for a while, but he remembered to hear it clearly.
"Then do it again? I\'ll sing to you." Yao Ziyan was eager to try.
"Why do you look so excited?" Luo Chuan looked at the girl alertly, "Are you thinking of some strange plan to secretly do something indescribable when I fall asleep, because I am attracted to you It\'s really too big, you\'ve been coveting my body for a long time, and now it has finally reached an unbearable level, and now I finally have a chance..."
Yao Ziyan couldn\'t bear it anymore, took a deep breath and gave Luo Chuan a punch.
"You\'re talking about yourself!"
Yao Ziyan glared at Luo Chuan.
I don\'t know when it started, a certain boss seems to have more hobbies in this area, and always likes to make her angry, and then she can\'t control her mood.
Yao Ziyan also found that Luo Chuan seemed to be enjoying it.
Could it be... the boss actually has that strange hobby?
Yao Ziyan suddenly remembered some popular science articles and some novels that he had seen on the magic phone.
It is said that there are some people who like to feel all kinds of pain in the body, because it will bring them pleasure on the spiritual level.
Isn\'t that the case with the boss?
"No, what strange things are you thinking about?" Luo Chuan noticed that Yao Ziyan\'s eyes had changed.
Yao Ziyan opened her mouth and seemed to be engaged in some kind of intense psychological struggle.
"Luo Chuan, everyone has their own hobbies, and I respect your hobbies."
Luo Chuan: "?"
Why is it somehow related to hobbies?
Luo Chuan was at a loss. Although the two had been together for so long, most of the time they were able to have a good understanding of each other, but there were also times when Luo Chuan couldn\'t guess what kind of thoughts were in Yao Ziyan\'s little head.
And for some unknown reason, he always felt that Yao Ziyan\'s eyes made him... uncomfortable.
"Say, what are you thinking about?"
Luo Chuan held Yao Ziyan\'s white and tender cheeks with both hands, and moved slightly towards the middle, changing its shape.
The moist, reddish lips parted slightly, exhaling warm breath.
Yao Ziyan had a dull look in her eyes, and seemed to be a little unresponsive, and was a little stunned by Luo Chuan\'s sudden action.
The eyes of the two met, the distance was very close.
One side is as black as ink, and the other side is as bright as amethyst.
Yao Ziyan could see her figure in Luo Chuan\'s eyes with a blank expression.
What is she thinking?
she thought so.
The surrounding voices gradually faded away, as if they had sunk into the deep sea, and there were only her and Luo Chuan left in the whole world.
"call……"
Luo Chuan exhaled towards Yao Ziyan\'s mouth.
Yao Ziyan suddenly came back to her senses, shook her head suddenly and broke free, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down.
"what are you doing?"
Yao Ziyan felt that her voice was very cold, like the coldness of eating ice cream in winter, and it was a bit deeply powerless.
Shouldn\'t it be a direct kiss at this time?
What does it mean to take a breath?
Yao Ziyan felt that she was going to be laughed at, although the breath exhaled by a certain boss smelled good, but this was not the point.
Luo Chuan felt that Yao Ziyan\'s mood changed too fast.
It\'s like hanging out with a girl, because of all kinds of unpredictable results living in the same room, and the girl emphasizes not to peek when she\'s taking a shower, and it seems wrong whether to peek or not.
So what should be done at this time?
Of course, it was followed by the sound of bathing water to cook three bowls of rice.
However, Luo Chuan chose to respond directly to Yao Ziyan\'s question and blocked all her words.
The lights flickered, the moonlight flickered.
The girl\'s exclamation disappeared, and the wind blew the treetops and rustled.
After a while, Yao Ziyan held a small pillow against her chest, her cheeks were lightly pink, her eyes trembled like water waves, and she had completely forgotten the question she asked Luo Chuan just now.