Wear it quickly and don’t mess with the cutie

Luo Ziye hugged her head and pressed her into his arms.

It seems that there are thousands of words that have all turned into ethereal words: "Fool, grandma will not die and I will not die. Who told you that I will die? What will happen to my precious Xixi if I die? I am so willing to give up."

"Huh? Right?"

In fact, this is not Qiao Muxi's sensitive mind, the original plot of The World has a strong influence.

Especially this world is too similar to the original plot.

The progress of Luo Ziye's career and her grandma's final surgery didn't even change the chronological order of each movie she starred in.

Therefore, it is normal for fear to reappear. Qiao Muxi was still worried after hearing the consolation. In order to reassure Luo Ziye, she covered her head in her arms and nodded gently.

The next day, a sleepy Qiao Muxi sat up from the bed, her fluffy hair looking like a kitten's hair.

She was in a daze for a while, then regained consciousness slowly. Then she touched Luo Ziye's bed and found that the place next to her was already cold.

She frowned slightly, always feeling that something bad was going to happen today. Is it an illusion?

As he was thinking about it, he was about to get out of bed, but the system popped up unexpectedly and said: "Luo Ziye went out."

Qiao Muxi paused in lifting the quilt and asked repeatedly: "Going out?"

The system said in a serious and cold tone: "If you look at your phone, they are all saying bad things about him. The online reviews are one-sided. If the public relations is not done well, his career will be ruined."

She hurriedly opened Weibo on her phone, and the Internet was already exploding.

Especially Luo Ziye's fan base and some ordinary passers-by, most of them are abusing Luo Ziye.

Call him shameless and shameless, and for such a person to become a star, etc...

"How could it suddenly become like this..." Qiao Muxi scrolled through those comments in disbelief. They were all very friendly words before, but they all turned into curses overnight.

The further she looked down, a thin layer of sweat formed on her palms. She was so frightened by the radical remarks that she grabbed her phone tightly, feeling very irritated and nervous.

The system shouted to call her back to her senses, and at the same time comforted her: "Are you okay? Don't be afraid. The male protagonist is not an ordinary person. He must be dealing with black materials on the Internet now."

Qiao Muxi put down the unsteady mobile phone, lowered her head and frowned: "I'm fine, I'm just worried about him..."

The system was also nervous, so it suggested: "First call Luo Ziye to confirm his safety and where he is."

After being reminded by the system, Qiao Muxi took several deep breaths, trying to calm her heart and calm herself down.

Before her call came through, a call came first.

Qiao Muxi looked at it and put it to her ear in surprise: "Wai..."

"Xi Xi, are you up? There's breakfast I made down here. Remember to eat it. Don't be hungry. I'm sorry that I can't accompany you today."

Luo Ziye's deep voice gently soothed her uneasy heart through the electromagnetic field, making her feel warm every time.

"It's okay..." Qiao Muxi calmed down a lot after hearing his voice, and her ups and downs of emotions were calmed down.

He whispered softly and returned to his original appearance, like a docile little sheep.

"I have arranged some people outside my home. Don't be afraid. They are the ones to protect you. If they follow you when you go out, don't worry about them."

Luo Ziye kept talking nonstop, then changed the subject and spoke in a sincere and pleading tone.

"Also...can you stop looking at your phone for a while? Of course, you can do it if you really want to..."

"I won't watch... Come back early, I'll wait for you at home."

Qiao Muxi's cute little voice seemed to weigh heavily on Luo Ziye's heart.

There was silence on the other side of the phone for two seconds, and then he spoke in an unusually hoarse voice: "Okay...go home."

There was a long silence after that, and just when Qiao Muxi thought the call had been hung up, a firm yet gentle word like a whisper to a god came across the current.

"...I love you"