Chapter 9: Breaking into the Wrong Room (9)

When Los Angeles came home from business talks, it was already two o'clock in the morning. He pushed the door into the master bedroom, and when he didn't see anyone, he pushed the door and entered the bedroom next to him.

His new wife wore no glasses, revealing her delicate little face. The little face is not powdered, but the complexion is as tender as a baby, and if you get closer, you can smell the faint milky fragrance emanating from her body. The woman's long eyelashes are like butterfly wings, and she spreads her wings, casting a dim shadow on her eyelids......

Just as L.A. was concentrating, the woman's eyes suddenly widened and she slapped him in the face with a palm!

Luo Cheng didn't expect the woman's reaction to be so big, he couldn't react for a while, and he was dumped, and his handsome face quickly became red and swollen.

The little sleepiness that Gong Xi had left dissipated after seeing Luo Cheng's face clearly. She looked at her small hands raised in the air, and then at the unpredictable eyes of Los Angeles, and was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

"I, I thought, I thought I was a thief......" Gong Ji said, lowering her eyelids, not daring to look at the cold eyes of Los Angeles.

At that moment just now, she thought that she was still in the Yun family, but it was Yun Haotian who touched her bedroom and wanted to do something wrong to her. The palm just now was just a subconscious action to protect himself, but he didn't expect to hit his newlywed husband.

"Your awareness to protect yourself is right. Luo Cheng straightened up, looked down at Gong Ji from above, and changed the subject: "I came to tell you that our bedroom is next door. ”

Hearing this, Gong Ji hugged her chest and said in a dumb voice, "Can we sleep in separate rooms for the time being?"

Luo Cheng was not surprised at all when he heard Gong Ji say such a thing, he thought about it for a while, and Fang Qi said, "It's okay, sleep in separate rooms." ”

"Really?" Gong Ji was surprised and delighted, unable to believe that Luo Cheng would agree to his rude request.

She thought that she would be despised by Los Angeles, but who knew that she had chosen such a good man by mistake.

Luo Cheng bent down, patted Gong Xi's little head, showed a harmless gentle smile, and said softly: "Xi, go to bed early." ”

Gong Ji nodded vigorously: "You are also tired, rest early, good night." ”

After that, Los Angeles turned off the lights and walked to the door. Hidden in the darkness, his eyes were soft, looking at the position where Gong Ji was lying, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Next, he will meet Gong Ji's request to sleep in a separate room with her, and give her an unforgettable wedding night.

The next day was Saturday. Gong Ji was taken out of Luo's house early in the morning by Li Zheng, the confidential secretary of Los Angeles, and she was forced to go out for a whole day, Li Zheng refused to let her go back, saying that Luocheng was preparing a big surprise for her, and if she went back now, there would be no expected effect.

After receiving the amnesty order, Gong Ji was pardoned and returned to Luo's house.

The house was quiet, there was no one, and Lisa, who usually liked to talk, was nowhere to be seen.

Gong Ji was probing her brain in front of the living room, and Luo Cheng's voice suddenly sounded in the dining room: "It's dinner, Ji Xi, come in quickly." ”

Gong Ji felt that her appearance was too sneaky, she took a deep breath, and she still couldn't suppress the anxiety in her heart.

"What is the pestle doing at the door? Do you want me to carry you in in a sedan chair for eight people to eat?" He is always slow and half a beat to do things, and although he has patience, he still likes to be fast-paced.

To be precise, he likes to live at his own pace, no matter what.