The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

Luo Ci yawned slightly, and some physiological tears could not help but appear at the end of her eyes.

The original owner didn't rest last night, and this incident happened again today, so he is a little sleepy now.

Now that the girl is in this body, she will naturally be sleepy.

Regarding what Jiujiu said, she only frowned slightly, and there was no other reaction.

A brisk Japanese ringtone rang, and Luo Ci picked up the phone.

It's Luo Chuan.

"Hello, brother?" He greeted the person on the other end of the phone very naturally, using a little milky voice that didn't sleep well, with a familiar tone.

As if she was the original owner herself.

Maybe she is.

"Caci doesn't read Weibo, right? If you do, don't take it to heart. Cici is the best, and my brother will take care of everything." Luo Chuan is very concerned about his sister who is four years younger than him.

If it weren't for the company's other business, he would definitely come back now.

"Cicai is fine, brother don't worry about me! Come back early to rest after work today!"

The other party said a few more words, and finally hung up the phone with some reluctance.

Luo Ci has been well-behaved and cute since she was a child, and she seldom was naughty, which made the Luo family who already liked girls even more spoiled.

For my own little princess, even if she was filming, she had to check the script carefully to see if there were any ambiguous or intimate scenes, for fear of being taken advantage of by outsiders.

Jiujiu couldn't help but ask, "Can I also call the host Cici?"

Luo Ci nodded lightly, "Of course."

"Porcelain is blending in so quickly. I'm still worried that what the seniors said, their hosts will be suspected by the characters of the plane."

Luo Ci returned to the room with her mobile phone, embraced the quilt, and yawned again, with a soft voice, "Because I am Luo Ci."

Jiujiu was a little puzzled.

What does it mean.

Because of the same name?

It doesn't think about the simplest things at all.

"I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

The sound of sleepy milk sounded, and the girl nestled under the quilt and fell asleep contentedly.

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the other side.

Rockwell Group President's Office.

Luo Chuan was not alone in the office, there was a delicate and handsome man sitting on the black leather sofa.

The skin is very fair, but not feminine, and the dark pupils are as mysterious and silent as the night, without waves and ripples, and the light shining inside is unpredictable.

He propped his white chin a little loosely, his posture was lazy and careless.

Until I heard Luo Chuan make a phone call, and then there was a cute little milk voice.

Shen Juan sat up straighter unconsciously, no longer in such a lazy and sloppy manner.

When Luo Chuan hung up the phone, he seemed to ask unintentionally, "Your sister?"

Luo Chuan glanced at Shen Juan, hummed, thought for a while and asked, "I'll trouble you then, to help take care of Cici in the circle."

Shen Juan twitched the hand beside Shen Juan lightly, and said in a casual tone as usual, "Okay."

But the eyes were deep and dark with some unknown meaning, and there was a cold smile on the corner of the lips.

The frivolous actor suddenly became interested.

He was looking forward to the owner of the voice.

It's just that it's subconsciously hidden, so that Luo Chuan won't notice it.

Luo Chuan pinched the center of his brows wearily, "Cici was targeted before she joined the crew, I don't believe it was a list that was accidentally leaked."

There was a look of coldness in his eyes, don't let him find out.