The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

Luo Ci was eating fried chicken drumsticks with relish, the screen changed, and clusters of fireworks rose up around it, it happened to be night again, which was extraordinarily beautiful.

While Shan Xiu and Xiao Nai Luo were still hugging, she stretched out her hand to pick up the angle of view, presenting the picture from a bird's-eye view.

They are surrounded by a big pink transparent love heart, only the border of the heart is pink, and inside the border are fireworks that are constantly exploding.

She froze for a moment, "Did you set off fireworks?"

Nan Heng laughed softly, "Don't you want to hug me? I will set off fireworks when I see it is suitable."

The two continued to brush the dungeon again, and they didn't succeed in brushing out the heart armor until nine o'clock in the evening.

Luo Ci breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally it's out, I don't want to read this book again."

She just equipped it, and there were many pop-ups in the message box, and she clicked to accept them one by one.

She is used to the "feeding" of debris from time to time.

Directly refined to +9, the equipment attributes have been greatly improved, and an additional 20 crit attribute bar has been added.

Luo Ci blinked, "Do you want to keep this crit?"

Nan Heng got up and walked behind her, leaning on the chair with one hand, and reaching for the mouse with the other, he almost surrounded her, and the dense aura that belonged to him enveloped Luo Ci.

He lowered his head slightly, his chin just touched her head, rubbed it subconsciously, and then clicked on the personal interface to help her look at the attributes.

"You can take the path of crit milk, plus other equipment and gems, you can reach the minimum crit rate required for crit milk."

Luo Ci nodded with a vague understanding. She never liked to analyze these data, and her eyes were darkened when she saw them. She usually copied the strategies and matched them, and then looked at the practical results.

Nan Heng obviously knew her very well, and kissed her lightly on the top of her hair, "Wait for me."

He returned to his seat and slowly sorted out the prepared equipment, put them in a special backpack, and clicked on the bubble next to Nailuo to give it away.

Equipment and materials are different, and face-to-face interaction is required to transfer gifts, and materials are given directly through the chat box.

Luo Ci blankly nodded and accepted, seeing the extra pieces of +12 full-level golden quality equipment, he couldn't react for a while

"When did you get ready? Did you take off your clothes for me to wear?"

Nan Heng wrote lightly, "Because most of these were designed by me, I brushed them many times until I was sure there were no bugs, so these equipments were accumulated."

Luo Ci couldn't help but exclaimed, "You guys have worked too hard in making games, if I had already vomited."

He smiled lightly and said nothing.

As a game designer, of course you have to participate in the follow-up experience, but you don't have to brush so many copies.

But there's no need for her to know this.

After changing all the equipment on his body, Luo Ci found that he was ranked 189th in the combat power list.

"Let's stop here today, let's go home." Nan Heng saw that the time was almost up, and it was time to attack potential rivals.

"Okay!" Luo Ci tidied up the garbage bags, and Nan Heng took them, and walked to the counter to pay with his arms around her waist.

Hongmao tried to calm himself down and devote himself to the game, but he couldn't do it, so he simply turned off the computer and left silently.

He knew that she probably wouldn't come again.

With that man's possessiveness, how could he let her go to an internet cafe at night.

And she is no longer as short of money as before.

It's not that she didn't see her photos on Weibo, and she presumably signed a contract with Chang Ye.

...

After returning home, Luo Ci was about to take a shower and go to bed. When she opened the closet, she found that it was full of clothes. "This is it?"

Looking at the clothes in the closet, Nan Heng felt quite satisfied, "I have someone bring them here for me, specially prepared for you, and they have already been cleaned."

"...Oh." She suddenly felt that she could be salty.

The house is in fragments, clothes are bought in fragments, meals are made in fragments, wages are also paid in fragments, and working hours are also arranged in fragments. Everything is arranged.

Luo Ci fiddled with the clothes inside. This wardrobe is very big, and most of the clothes are almost hers.

She took out a pajamas from inside, her small face froze slightly, she held up the hanger in her hand and asked with a stiff face, "Did you choose this yourself?"

The deep V silk nightdress with dark red suspenders should be able to cover half of the thighs.

Fragment wants to sleep with her, if she wears this nightdress, won't she be eaten properly.

I couldn't help grinding my small teeth.

Nan Heng just took a look and then looked away, the tips of his ears were blushing, and some kind of unspeakable fire was surging in his heart. The slender fingers pulled out the shirt tucked into the trousers slightly, as if tidying it up normally, the shirt happened to cover a certain place.

Almost at the first second when I saw this nightdress, I subconsciously imagined what she would look like in it.

I can't help it at all.

Putting his fingers against his lips, he coughed lightly, "I didn't prepare it."

He thought for a while, his voice was slightly cramped, and he could no longer maintain his usual composure, "I..."

He hesitated for a long time, unable to explain why, he turned his face away, took the nightgown and put it back, rummaged through the closet to find a normal nightgown, but his fingers trembled involuntarily.

He hasn't recovered yet.

There was chaos in his brain, and he finally found a more conservative nightdress. He didn't look at her, and his cold voice became slightly hoarse, "Go and wash."

He was afraid that if he looked at her again, he would imagine her wearing the previous nightgown, and he might not be able to restrain himself from wanting to do something.

Nan Heng went to the living room to get a glass of cold water, poured it down to extinguish the fire, and poured three glasses in a row.

Thinking that there were several similar or even more outrageous clothes in the closet, he couldn't help calling, "Who prepared the clothes?"

Lu Yunqi was very confused when he received the call, "Didn't you come here as you ordered?"

Nan Heng gritted his teeth slightly, "I'm talking about clothes that are comfortable to wear, like little girls' clothes."

Lu Yunqi was very puzzled, "That's right."

Nan Heng's forehead twitched, "Then how do you explain that there are deep V skirts with suspenders in those clothes, and there are more than one of them."

Lu Yunqi spit out a mouthful of water, "I didn't ask anyone to prepare this!" The little girl looked so small.

Hearing his reaction, Nan Heng knew it wasn't his fault, and said in a deep voice, "Check it out for me."

After speaking, I hung up the phone.

Not knowing what the little guy would think of him, Nan Heng pinched his temples helplessly.

All he thought about were some cute clothes that would match her better.

Not long after, Luo Ci came out of the shower, and she was drying her hair. Seeing this, Nan Heng took the initiative to walk over to blow dry her hair.

Unexpectedly, she looked at him with some vigilance.

Someone who has lost some of his credibility says he really is innocent.

Nan Heng's eyes looked helpless, "I just want to blow your hair."

Seeing that she was still a little wary, she left.

He lowered his head as if aggrieved, and said softly, "Why are you so far away from me?"