It felt like a dream.
Yao Ziyan glanced at Luo Chuan beside her and could not help thinking to herself.
"Why are you looking at me?" Luo Chuan noticed Yao Ziyan's gaze and asked with a smile.
Yao Ziyan wrapped her arms around Luo Chuan's arm and shook her head with a smile. "It's nothing."
Night quietly drew near. At some point, the lingering glow of the setting sun had faded from the horizon, and brilliant stars began to reveal themselves in the night sky.
After walking along the streets for around ten minutes, Luo Chuan was starting to grow tired of it.
No, it could not really be called tired of it. With Yao Ziyan by his side, Luo Chuan would gladly walk for an entire day.
It was just that after filming all afternoon, Luo Chuan truly was a little tired and wanted to return to Snow Maple Pavilion early to rest.
So in the end, they used Spatial Teleportation to reach their destination directly.
"We're finally back." Luo Chuan yawned and flopped straight onto the sofa, not wanting to move at all.
There was no one else in the hall at the moment. It seemed none of them had returned yet.
The afternoon shoot at the administrative center required quite a few extras, so practically all the customers in the team had gone over.
"What does the boss want for dinner?" Yao Ziyan took off her scarf. Judging from her expression, she seemed to be in a very good mood.
"I like anything you make." Luo Chuan buried his head in a cushion on the sofa, his voice muffled.
Yao Ziyan laughed. "Then I'll just make whatever I feel like."
"Mm, make whatever you want. I'm not picky." Luo Chuan sat up from the sofa and waved