Luo Cheng drank all the wine in the cup, and after a long time, he let out a long breath: "I and the palace reporter are just playing......"

Perhaps An Ran is right, the world is difficult to achieve both, and some people are destined to be just a hurried passer-by in his life, unable to stay, unable to stay.

An Ran slapped Luo Cheng's shoulder and nodded thoughtfully: "I knew you were just playing." The object you want to be more serious about is Xiaochun, and it is Xiaochun who you want to treat well, make it clear to the reporter of Renjiagong as soon as possible, don't drag others down. ”

Luo Cheng waved An Ran's hand away and sneered: "Are you also interested in her broken flowers and willows?!"

"I'm not interested, don't worry, I won't pick a woman you don't want. I just think you should be more attentive to Xiaochun. Think about your previous two little guesses, how much you love Xiaochun, and you also said that Xiaochun is the cutest woman in the world...... As long as you think about Xiao Chun more, you will find that women all over the world are not worth mentioning, including palace reporters!" After An Ran finished speaking, he paced away.

He is indeed interested in the reporters of the Renjia Palace, but he can't say it in front of Los Angeles. Los Angeles didn't want palace reporters, but he was very rare, just waiting for the day when Gong Ji and Los Angeles drew a clear line, so he could take advantage of the situation.

In the future, if you have the life of Gong Ji, you will definitely be able to live a good life, right?

Luo Cheng also drank a lot of wine after leaving safely, and he drank well, and when he left the zero point club, he felt that he was not drunk at all.

When Yun Kexin and Luo Cheng returned to Luo's house together, it was already one o'clock in the morning, and Gong Ji had already fallen asleep, and she was having a good dream.

Luo Cheng rushed to the bed and said loudly to Gong Ji, who was sleeping: "Gong reporter, come down, this is my bed, I don't have your share!"

Gong Ji opened her hazy sleepy eyes, and she saw Luo Cheng's flushed face, which seemed to have drunk a lot.

"Kexin, come here, sleep with me. Los Angeles beckoned to Yun Kexin, who was on the side.

Yun Kexin was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly snuggled into Luocheng's arms and □□ Gong Ji.

Gong Ji's expression was calm, and she said lightly: "It's not early, I have to go to work tomorrow, go to bed early." ”

She said and walked out of the bedroom, planning to sleep in the living room and let the land be given to Luo Cheng and Yun Kexin.

Luo Cheng didn't let her go, and rushed to her, his eyes were wild: "This is my home!

Gong Ji's heart tightened slightly, and she didn't talk.

Inside, all that was left was the sound of each other's heartbeats and a deathly silence.

Luo Cheng's eyes gradually returned to clarity, and for a while he couldn't remember what he had just said.

Gong Ji nestled silently on the sofa, just wanting to continue sleeping. She has to go to work the next day, and she doesn't sleep, and tomorrow she has to sleep deprived, and now she needs sleep urgently.

L.A. was hunched on the couch, looking down at her from above.

In desperation, Gong Ji sat up and said, "Miss Yun is still waiting for you, Mr. Luo will go back to sleep." ”

"You're the thickest-skinned woman I've ever seen!" Luo Cheng's thin lips spat out a few words, and he returned to the bedroom under the gaze of Gong Ji.

Gong Ji looked at the bedroom door in a daze, and not long after, the emotional voices of men and women came from inside. After a long while, the sound tended to increase.

The sounds were too loud for her to sleep.

Gong Ji only knocked on the bedroom door and said loudly: "Mr. Luo's acting skills are not very good, Miss Yun is also average, it's not early, let's stop." ”