She runs a store in another world

The next day, the first ray of sunshine in the early morning came through the window, shining on the bed and hugging the people sleeping together.

Wen Ying slept in Song Rin's arms. Because the sun shone on her face, she felt uncomfortable and crawled into Song Rin's arms, hiding her face in his arms.

Song Lin smiled and looked at Wen Ying, who was hunching back and forth, and covered Wen Ying's face with his hands. The person who was moving just now stopped moving immediately and continued to sleep comfortably.

Song Rin didn't need to sleep, so in the middle of the night he felt someone turning around on the bed, then rolled next to him, and reached out to hug him.

Looking at Wen Ying sleeping soundly, he seemed to feel that the two of them were a real family, and it would be great if they could continue like this.

Suddenly, Song Lin's hand that was blocking the sun became looming. He quickly hid that hand behind Wen Ying's back, and touched Wen Ying's face with the other hand.

Her face was small, almost as big as his hand, and her hot breath hit his hand. Soon, Song Lin's eyes turned red.

"Dong dong dong." A heavy bell sounded from a distance.

Song Yu withdrew his hand, quickly wiped his eyes, closed his eyes, and pretended to be asleep.

As soon as Wen Ying regained consciousness, she realized that the pillow she was resting on was not a pillow, but a shoulder. She silently said in her heart: "Don't."

But unfortunately, when she opened her eyes, she saw a person's chest. Looking up, she could only see the person's smooth jawline and slightly raised Adam's apple.

Damn it, she always knew that she was dishonest when sleeping, but she didn't expect that she would be so dishonest that she would fall into someone else's arms.

Wen Ying quietly moved to the side, trying to escape from the scene of the crime, but did not notice that the person beside him slightly curled his mouth.

When Wen Ying returned to the bedside, Song Rin pretended to have just woken up, sat up from the bed, and spoke in a daze, "Did the bell ring just now?"

"Yes." Wen Ying got out of the bed unnaturally and opened the window to disperse the awkward atmosphere.

Outside the window, the clouds reflected the early sun, the sky was red and the fragrance of flowers filled the air. From time to time, immortals flew through it, and colorful streamers danced in beautiful arcs.

If you forget the existence of the copy, this place will really make you forget to leave.

Song Rin sat on the bed and looked at Wen Ying like this, her eyes full of smiles. The early morning sun shone on her, as warm as hers.

She was looking at the scenery by the window, and he was always looking at her.

A banging sound came from outside the door, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

Song Rin's eyes showed displeasure, but he still opened the door before Wen Ying.

Standing behind the door is the same immortal messenger as yesterday, with the same smile as yesterday, holding a jade cup in his hand, filled with transparent liquid.

"This is the fairy dew collected this morning, specially sent to all our guests."

Wen Ying finally knew what those immortals were doing flying around in the air just now, but this dungeon is not allowed to see meat and fish. It only has fruits and water all day long, and the water is not safe yet.

Song Lin turned sideways and asked someone to bring the things in.

But when the immortal envoy put the things on the table, he saw that only one of the two cups of fine wine yesterday was empty. When he straightened up and looked at Wen Ying and the others, the smile on his face peeled off little by little. The pupils are dark and no light can be seen.

"Why don't you drink this one?" Song Rin stood next to Wen Ying, but was slightly one step ahead of her. He cherished the wine and said, "It's such a good thing, we can't bear to drink it all, so We both drank from one cup yesterday, and kept the other cup to drink today.”

The immortal envoy laughed again when he heard the words, and gently brushed his hand from the empty cup. The jade cup that was empty just now was slowly filled with fine wine, "You are all the guests chosen by the real immortal. Although the fine wine is precious, As long as you want it, you can have it as much as you want."

Wen Ying and Song Lin both had wonderful expressions on their faces, and the immortal envoy looked even more satisfied.

But Wen Ying was real, because everything here surprised her, but of course Song Rin was pretending, and he knew that everything here was fake.

"Seriously, thank you so much, Immortal Envoy." Song Lin looked overjoyed and flattered, but in his heart he was thinking that he would have to deal with one more cup in a while.

"You are free to go out and have fun during the day, but please do not go out at night." The immortal envoy instructed, then turned and left the house.

After the person left, Song Lin went out and looked around. When he saw the person leaving, he closed the door again, walked to the table and poured two cups of wine into the potted plants in the room.

"Humph, I didn't say it yesterday, but I will say it today. What if we went out at night last night?"

Wen Ying feels so hungry now. She ate yesterday, so she doesn't feel hungry, but after this night, she has already consumed all the food.

But she didn't dare to eat the food here. There might be something wrong with it, but it still had to last for six days. Could it be that this dungeon would die of starvation.

Song Rin watched Wen Ying rubbing her belly with a depressed look on her face, took a pear and handed it to her, "Eat it, there's nothing wrong with the fruit."

After hearing Song Rin say that there was nothing wrong with the pears, Wen Ying took it with shining eyes and started to nibble on it.

Wen Ying: "Let's go out and take a look right away."

Song Lin: "Okay."

After Wen Ying finished eating, she and Song Rin went out together.

There were many people outside at this moment, and the angels were playing silk and bamboo instruments. Everyone seemed very happy, dancing together with smiles on their faces.

Wen Ying and Song Rin looked at each other and saw that nothing happened last night, otherwise everyone would not be so relaxed.

When a girl saw Wen Ying and the others standing nearby, she ran over and said with bright eyes, "Let's go dancing together." After saying that, without waiting for Wen Ying to answer, she took Wen Ying's hand and went to the dancers.

Because suddenly, the other party had no ill intentions, Wen Ying was pulled away before he could react, and he grabbed Song Lin in a panic, and the two of them were pulled into the crowd.

Everyone held hands and formed a circle, jumping and spinning in circles.

Wen Ying couldn't keep up with the rhythm at first, but then she slowly caught up. It seemed that the cheerful atmosphere was always contagious, and she couldn't help but laugh.

Later, the circle broke up again, and the two of them held each other's left arms, turning left and right in a circle while swaying their left hands. The golden bell on the woman's hand made a crisp sound.

Wen Ying also followed their example, holding Song Rin's left arm and smiling at Song Rong, his eyes curled into crescents, a bit like a ragdoll cat.

Song Rin was stunned for a moment, looking at Wen Ying until Wen Ying moved his arm up and down, "Jump."

Song Lin straightened Wen Ying's hair, which was a little messy just now, and said gently: "Okay."