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

Listening to Nan Sijue speak so casually, it seemed to be a normal thing.

Luo Liyan's breathing paused slightly, and she felt slightly moved in her heart.

Regardless of whether this Nan Sijue has any memories of his previous life, he probably loves him miserably, right? !

How should I respond to his affection when I am just destined to leave? !

Luo Liyan ducked and lowered her head, seeming to be concentrating on the information in her hand.

Suddenly, a charming face came into her eyes.

Luo Liyan squeezed her hands hard, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly like two small brushes.

"What, are you interested in it?" Nan Sijue saw that Luo Liyan didn't move for a long time, just staring at the screen of the phone, and reached out to take the phone.

"Li Qianqian?" He opened his lips slightly and muttered the name silently, frowning slightly, "This name is not very recognizable."

To be honest, he really couldn't remember when this artist signed with the company.

The name is ordinary, the appearance is ordinary, there is nothing memorable about it, and it doesn't look like the style of an artist signed by oneself.

If an artist like this wants to be popular, he must be extremely lucky, or he is willing to be unwritten rules in exchange for a chance to rise to the top.

Otherwise, a girl like this who looks unrecognizable and has a melancholy temperament is really not in line with the current audience's preferences.

but……

Nan Sijue raised his head and glanced at Luo Liyan, who was secretly sizing him up, with a conniving arc at the corner of his mouth.

"What, you like her?"

"Don't you like it?" Luo Liyan blinked and looked at Nan Sijue curiously, "Aren't you guys supposed to have a better impression of this kind of weak woman?"

What's more, a domineering man like Nan Sijue should prefer such a girl.

Just as Luo Liyan was thinking, a shadow suddenly fell over her body.

She was so frightened that she stepped back and curled up on the sofa, "You...what do you want to do?"

Luo Liyan swallowed and looked at the sinister-looking Nan Sijue above her head.

He just said something casually. Even if it was wrong, his reaction didn't have to be so big, right?

"Shouldn't you be very clear about who I like?" Nan Sijue's deep voice sounded like spring water hitting stone, clear and sweet.

A faint blush appeared on Luo Liyan's face, feeling that he was simply a confession maniac, seizing every opportunity to express his love to her.

Can't he be more serious during working hours?

"Brother Nan, rice..."

Su Junjie's voice suddenly rang out, interrupting the small pink bubble between the two.

Luo Liyan closed her eyes in shame and covered her face with her hands.

Nan Sijue couldn't help but chuckle. After he straightened up, he looked like a demon crawling out of hell, glaring at Su Junjie fiercely.

"Well...Nan...Brother Nan...the food is ready, you can eat." Su Junjie's legs trembled with fright and he almost fell to his knees on the ground.

Looking at the scene just now, I also knew that I had ruined the good relationship between Brother Nan and Xiao Luo. With Brother Nan's urine, he would have eaten him alive.

"I...I suddenly remembered, I still have something to do, you guys eat slowly, I'm leaving first!" Su Junjie said these words in a hurry, and ran away as if his butt was burned by fire.