God-level boss: traveling to another world

After hearing what the boss said, Feng Yuan felt upset. Why does he always use this sentence?

"It's priced right here..." Feng Yuan hadn't finished her words when she was interrupted by the boss with a smile: "Oh, since you like it so much, I'll give it to you!"

The boss said this generously, and quickly put the exquisite little thing into a small bag and handed it to Feng Yuan.

I have to say that this boss is really good at handling things. Since Feng Yuan stood in front of his stall, more and more people appeared near his stall.

I don’t know why, this phenomenon is really accidental, but many people can do it, as if they can bring good luck to others, and bosses often like this kind of people.

There were many people around, and Feng Yuan didn't hesitate to accept it. However, she didn't like to owe others anything, so she glanced at the boss's face and said, "If you believe me, don't go out the day after tomorrow."

"Ah? What do you mean?" The boss was stunned. Why? He was indeed planning to go out the day after tomorrow. He was planning to go to the south. He had been planning to go there in the first place... Didn't the girl know?

"Don't go the day after tomorrow. If you really want to go, go the day after tomorrow, if you believe what I say." Feng Yuan said lightly. If the other party didn't listen, it was normal. It was just that they were missing something.

She has always respected the fate of others, but she also doesn't want to owe anyone anything. Others may not know about this small thing, but she always feels that it is very special.

The stall owner nodded woodenly and doubtfully, and when he wanted to ask the girl something, she had already walked into the crowd, and his words were interrupted by someone who came up to ask about the price.

Going the day after tomorrow... is also OK, it's just a one-day delay, it won't have any impact...

Although I didn't quite believe it, a seed was planted in my heart...

"Feng Yuan, where are you? Are you safe? How are you? How do you feel?" Feng Yuan looked at the long list of messages sent by the head teacher and patiently answered all of them.

Finally, the other party felt a little relieved. Feng Yuan turned off the phone and put it in her pocket, then took out the small thing from the small bag and thought about it carefully. What was so special about it?

"Feng Yuan, what a coincidence, you are here too." I only heard a voice as warm as the breeze, and then I saw a familiar face.

The burgundy eyes gazed tenderly at the girl in front of him, the beautiful corners of his eyes were slightly upturned, and the eyes under the gold-rimmed eye sockets seemed to be able to speak, exuding an aura of temptation.

She remembered now, it was Yan Qiubai, the boy she met when she went to Central Plains last time. She seemed to have added his contact information.

But the two of them didn't seem to chat much.

"Well, what a coincidence." Feng Yuan nodded, and calmly put the small thing into the small bag, and then put it into her pocket.

"Are you looking for something?" There seemed to be a pool of flowing wine in Yan Qiubai's wine-red eyes, making her look particularly seductive.

"No, just walking around." Feng Yuan said nonchalantly.

"Oh? Really?" Yan Qiubai raised his eyebrows, and the seemingly inconspicuous mole at the end of his eye seemed to be jumping. Then he continued, "I just happened to be looking for something. Do you want to go with me?"

"Sure." Feng Yuan did not refuse and looked directly into the man's eyes. There seemed to be something unclear in her lavender pupils.

It seemed like there was mist flowing. Yan Qiubai looked at those eyes, feeling as if he was seen through. His heart suddenly tightened, but he did not expect that the girl would agree so easily.

Being stared at by these eyes, I suddenly forgot what I wanted to say, as if I suddenly forgot my original purpose. Or perhaps, being stared at by these eyes, I couldn't even tell what my purpose was.

Feng Yuan just looked at the man in front of her quietly. It was not without reason that she agreed to his proposal. This man always gave her a weird feeling.

She could clearly see the kindness in him, but she always felt that something was strange about it. However, she couldn't really put her finger on it.

Her intuition told her that this man's suggestion that she go with him was definitely not accidental.

In that case, let’s see what he plans to do. I have to take a look in this area anyway, don’t I?

Two people were walking side by side. To be honest, it was a bit crowded, but the two people were walking effortlessly. If you look closely, you can see that there seemed to be something separating the two people.

"Feng Yuan, are you still in school?" Yan Qiubai asked suddenly, his eyes cast indifferently on Feng Yuan, a smile not reaching his eyes under his golden eye sockets.

"Yes." Feng Yuan did not hide it and answered lightly, her eyes casually sweeping over the surrounding stalls.

"Do you go to school here?" he continued to ask.

"No." Feng Yuan answered simply and did not say where she went to school.

"So cold?" Yan Qiubai said with a smile that seemed forced: "Then why did you want to come here?"

The here he was referring to was the antique market. His words sounded like he was probing into something. His eyes were fixed on Feng Yuan, not missing any expression on her face.

"The college entrance examination is coming soon. I'm under a lot of pressure. Relax for a while." Feng Yuan replied lazily. Her expression did not change at all, but in her heart she was thinking about the real purpose of this man.

Why do I always feel like he is testing me? Then I looked over and met the man's gaze. There was a hint of danger hidden in his seemingly warm smile.

Hearing Feng Yuan say that she was about to take the college entrance examination, Yan Qiubai frowned slightly, but before Feng Yuan looked over, he had returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

"What are you interested in here? I saw that you seemed to be quite interested in a small gadget just now." Yan Qiubai looked at the small bag in Feng Yuan's hand, his eyes revealing a sense of exploration.

"I was just wandering around. I saw on the Internet that this place is very popular, so I came here." What Feng Yuan said was true. This place is indeed very popular on the Internet recently.

A flash of disappointment flashed across Yan Qiubai's eyes, but it was still caught by Feng Yuan. After thinking for a moment, he said, "It seems that you are quite familiar with this place?"

Feng Yuan saw that Yan Qiubai was obviously familiar with this place, so he took Feng Yuan to somewhere in a roundabout way. She felt very strange, and she didn't seem to notice him when she was buying things just now.

Yan Qiubai was stunned, looked at Feng Yuan who was walking a little slower, and said with a smile: "I went to school here before, so it's inevitable that I don't come out to play often."

There were waves slowly surging in the man's wine-red eyes, and it looked like a handful of wine being thrown into the moonlight, which was both dangerous and charming.

Feng Yuan did not answer, but just looked quietly into the depths where there were fewer and fewer people. There were still a few scattered shops there. Feng Yuan walked quietly, and suddenly realized that something was wrong...

There seems to be a familiar smell in there?