Luo Cheng didn't answer Gong Ji's question, and after ten minutes, he walked forward.

Gong Ji had no choice but to keep up.

After walking for about twenty minutes, Gong Ji saw the familiar road conditions, and suddenly understood that Luo Cheng was not so drunk and confused, so he turned around and actually walked near Luo Zhai, it turned out that this man's destination was Luo Zhai.

After walking for another five minutes, Los Angeles took out the key and tried to open the door, but it couldn't be focused.

Gong Ji stepped forward to take the key, quickly opened the door, and led Luo Cheng into the house.

"Gong reporter, take a bath......" After Luo Cheng entered the house, he went straight to the bathroom, did not take off his clothes, and directly lay down in the bathtub, closed his eyes and slept in the bathtub.

Gong Ji looked at the man with a sad brow, stepped forward and said, "Mr. Luo, take a bath first and then sleep, I'll help you put the bath water." ”

Los Angeles looked at her face suspiciously, as if he didn't understand what she was talking about.

In desperation, Gong Ji directly took action to help Luo Cheng undress.

"You get up for me, how can I help you if you don't get up?!" Gong Ji was so busy that she was sweating profusely and shouted to the big men lying in the bathtub.

Luo Chengwu closed his eyes, Gong Ji was anxious, turned on the faucet, and simply used cold water to help him rinse.

This time, Luo Cheng finally had a little reaction, his eyes were in focus again, and when he saw himself again, he asked: "Gong reporter, what do you want to do?!"

"What do you think I want to do?" Gong Ji asked with a sneer.

Looking at L.A. Cheng's stupidity, could she have poisoned him while he was drunk?

"I think you want to insult my body......" Luo Cheng spoke, and the brush in Gong Xi's hand hit the top of his head: "Wake up and wash yourself, I'm tired to death!"

She walked out of the bathroom as she spoke, so tired that she couldn't straighten her waist, she should have been poisoned earlier.

It was time to go to bed early, and she had walked for an hour, and she was so tired and sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes at all.

Gong Ji planned to close her eyes and rest for a while, but when she closed her eyes, she felt sleepy, and soon lay on the sofa and fell asleep.

When Los Angeles came out, he saw a woman lying on the couch and falling asleep. He slowed down, and wanted to let her go in and wash, but when he saw her sleeping soundly, he couldn't bear to disturb her.

The woman looked very sweet when she slept, her cheeks were a charming crimson, and her long eyelashes were slightly curled, as if they would feather and fly away at any moment. Her lips were pink and ruddy, with a faint healthy glow, and for a time, Gong Ji who stayed in his impression had always been sickly. Many times I dreamed back at midnight, and I saw her pale and sickly lips.

Thankfully, she had been doing well for the past three years, and now she was back in the city, a home that belonged to them, forever theirs.

A sigh from Luo Cheng disappeared into the corner of Sleeping Beauty's lips: "Palace reporter ......"

Gong Ji woke up again the next day, and looked at the man who was close to her and was a little dazed for a while. Only then did she find herself pillowed on the man's arm, and her body was almost embraced by the man.

She was a little at a loss after being dazed, her face flushed, and she was about to retreat away from the man, but at this moment, the man opened his eyes and looked straight at her.

"Why did you get out of my bed?" asked L.A. calmly.

"I, I don't know. Gong Ji muttered, this is true, she also wants to know how she is so close to this man, and ran into the arms of Los Angeles. She clearly remembered that she wanted to take a nap, but she woke up in bed.