The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

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Did she think that she would let her go?

Mu Lingxi moved a little rudely and stuffed the laptop that was put aside into Luo Liyan's arms.

"You immediately redo your company's advertising plan."

What?

This advertising case does not belong to her, she just came to run errands, why would she do such a thankless thing?

If someone in the company finds out, I'm afraid I'll pack up and leave after finishing the order.

She didn't want to become unemployed before completing this task.

Luo Li's smoky almond eyes stared round, like a small animal with its hair blown.

A deep light flashed in Mu Lingxi's dark eyes, resisting the urge to pinch her, he put his hand into a fist and coughed lightly on his lips.

[System prompt: Congratulations on successfully becoming the male lead. You will be rewarded with 5 golden beans, and your current favorability is 15. 】

Hearing the system's sudden prompt, Luo Liyan's long eyelashes trembled slightly like a small brush, covering up the emotions in her eyes.

Honestly holding the notebook and notebook, she rolled to the sofa beside her, and she typed the copywriting as if resigned to her fate.

In fact, the villain in my heart is so irritable that the roof is almost toppled over.

If the way Mu Lingxi developed a good impression of her every time was based on her own pain, she was really afraid that she could not help but kill him.

It's a pity that Mu Lingxi didn't notice Luo Liyan's emotional fluctuations, but instead felt that the tapping of the keyboard was accompanied by the turning of the pages, and the sound was particularly harmonious and pleasant.

This made him feel more stable than ever before.

Time flows quietly, looking like a quiet time.

By the time Mu Lingxi recovered from the heavy work, it was almost time for lunch.

At this time, the office was already silent, and the little man who was supposed to be serious about planning had already slumped on the sofa.

The cherry red lips are slightly parted, with a little bit of water shining, and the pink tip of the tongue is faintly hidden.

Mu Lingxi's body felt numb for a while, as if she had been shocked by an electric shock.

He squinted his eyes, looked at Luo Liyan aggressively, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

He didn't come back to his senses until he heard the coquettish dreaming voice.

I was really stunned.

The little guy who had only met a few times now caused a different wave in his heart, which had been pure and ascetic for many years.

With a wry smile, Mu Lingxi walked lightly to the sofa, took off her suit, and covered Luo Liyan.

Suddenly a light and crisp ringtone broke the silence in the room, Luo Liyan trembled in fright, her eyes rolled, as if she was about to wake up.

Mu Lingxi quickly grabbed the phone that fell on the carpet, pressed the mute button, and patted her back comfortingly with her long and slender palm.

"Hey, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

The deep and hoarse voice with a touch of laziness coaxed Luo Liyan back into the deep sleep.

Seeing the word "Aunt Tiger" flashing silently on the phone, Mu Lingxi raised the corners of her lips with great interest.

Press the answer button and put it to your ear, and a sharp curse came from the other end.

"Luo Liyan, I asked you to send a document to Mu's. It's been a morning, and you haven't even reported a call. You don't want to do it anymore, do you?"

"What kind of reply do you need to hear when that kind of garbage is sent to Mu's?" The temperature in Mu Lingxi's eyes dissipated into ice, and the deliberately lowered voice could not conceal the thick sarcasm in his words.