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

While Umbrella and Xiao Niluo were still hugging, she stretched out her hand to pick the angle of view and presented the picture from a bird's-eye view.

They were surrounded by a big pink transparent heart, which had only a pink border, and inside the border were constantly exploding fireworks.

She froze for a moment, "You set off fireworks?"

Nan Heng chuckled softly, "Don't you want to hug? I'll set off fireworks when I see fit."

The two continued to brush the dungeon again, and they did not successfully brush the heart armor until nine o'clock in the evening.

Luo Ci heaved a sigh of relief, "It's finally finished, I don't want to brush this book anymore."

She just put it on, and a lot of messages popped up on the other side of the message box. She clicked to accept them one by one.

She was used to the occasional "feeding" of fragments.

Refining it directly to +9, the equipment attributes have improved a lot, and an attribute bar of 20 crit has been added.

Luo Ci blinked, "Is this critical attack going to stay?"

Nan Heng got up and walked behind her, propped up on the chair with one hand, and grabbed the mouse with the other hand, almost encircling her, and Luo Ci was enveloped by the dense aura that belonged to him.

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

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

Luo Ci nodded as if she understood it. She never liked to analyze these data, and she looked at it with a smear. Usually, she copied the strategy and matched it, and then looked at the practical effect.

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

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

Equipment and materials are different and need face-to-face interaction before they can be donated. Materials are given directly through the chat box.

Luo Ci nodded and accepted, looking at the extra pieces of +12 full-level golden-quality equipment, she couldn't react for a while.

"When did you prepare it? Did you take off your body and put it on for me?"

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

Luo Ci couldn't help but exclaimed, "You guys have worked too hard to make games, if I had spit it out."

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 is no need to let her know this.

After all the equipment was replaced, Luo Ci found that she was ranked 189th in the combat power list.

"Let's be here today, let's go home." Nan Heng saw that the time was almost up, and the fight against potential rivals was in place.

"Okay!" Luo Ci sorted out the garbage bag, Nan Heng took it easily, took her by the waist and walked to the counter to check out.

Hong Mao tried to calm himself down and threw himself into the game, but 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 she let her go to an Internet cafe at night.

And she is no longer as short of money as she used to be.

It's not that I didn't see her photos on Weibo, and I think she has signed a contract with Changye.

...

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?"

Nan Heng looked at the clothes in the closet and was quite satisfied, "I had someone bring it over for me, specially prepared for you, and it has already been cleaned."

"...Oh." She suddenly felt that she could salt the fish.

The house was in pieces, the clothes were bought in pieces, the meals were made in pieces, the wages were also made in pieces, and the working hours were also arranged in pieces, and everything was arranged.

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

She took out a pajamas from inside, her face slightly frozen, holding up the hanger in her hand, she said with a sullen face, "Did you choose this yourself?"

The dark red suspenders deep V silk nightdress, it is estimated that it should cover half of the thighs.

Fragment is going to sleep with her. If she wears this nightdress, wouldn't she be eaten properly?

I couldn't help grinding my teeth.

Nan Heng just glanced at it and looked away, the tips of his ears were crimson, and some unspeakable fire was surging in his heart. The slender fingers slightly pulled out the shirt that was tucked into the trousers, and arranged it as usual, the shirt just happened to cover somewhere.

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

Totally unstoppable.

He put his fingers against his lips and coughed lightly, "I didn't prepare it."

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

He hesitated for a long time and couldn't tell why, he simply turned his face, took the nightgown and put it back, and found a normal nightgown in the closet, but his fingers trembled involuntarily.

He hasn't recovered yet.

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

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

Nan Heng went to the living room to pick up a glass of cold water, poured it down in one gulp 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 but make a phone call, "Who prepared the clothes?"

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

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

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

Nan Heng's forehead throbbed, "Then how do you explain the deep V short skirts with suspenders appearing in those clothes, and there are more than one."

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

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

After he finished speaking, he 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 and cute clothes that would match her better.

Not long after, Luo Ci came out of the shower, she wiped her hair, Nan Heng took the initiative to walk over to blow her hair.

Who knew that she looked at him with some vigilance.

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

Nan Heng's eyes were 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, his voice slightly soft, "Why are you so far away from me?"