Mi Xiaojia bowed his head, hugged Gong Ji's slender waist, and replied in a dumb voice: "Don't hide everything in your heart." Since your accident, I think you have changed a lot, you don't tell me anything, even you have mental illness I heard from Sasa, I still know you, you don't ...... from now on"

She paused, her eyes slightly wet. She can't open Gong Ji's wounds anymore, maybe there is no scar yet, and it would be too cruel for her to mention it again.

If it weren't for Gesasa telling her some secrets about Gong Ji's danger, she wouldn't know how bitter Gong Ji was. Because of this, she always felt that Gong Ji's sudden reconciliation with Los Angeles was a bit unreal.

"Sasa's big mouth, tell her not to say that she is biased. I'm slowly getting better, it's okay. Who knows what will happen in the future, the most important thing is to live in the present. Don't talk about the past, we have to look forward!" Gong Ji raised her eyebrows and smiled: "No matter what I become, the millet worm will always be my best friend, and it will not change for the rest of my life!"

Mi Xiaojia punched Gong Ji in the chest, crying and laughing, and the movement on their side quickly attracted everyone's peeps.

The two women looked at each other and smiled, forgetting that it was a public place, and they hurried off the subway to the nearest bead shop to pick up jewelry.

Gong Ji didn't have much savings, and when it came time to buy a ring, she realized how tight she was.

In the end, Mi Xiaojia lent her 500 yuan, and she reluctantly bought a silver ring that she liked very much. The men's ring is generous and generous, without losing the atmosphere. The female ring is delicate and elegant, which suits her very well.

After buying their wedding rings, Gong Ji and Mi Xiaojia had a sumptuous dinner in a small restaurant. On the way home, Gong Ji passed by a flower shop, and she paused.

Since it is a marriage proposal, should there be flowers so that it can show sincerity?

The first time she proposed to Los Angeles, not only did she not have a romantic atmosphere, but she also got the wrong person, which is funny when she thinks about it now.

Gong Ji finally entered the flower shop, carefully selected a bouquet of flowers, and then returned to Luozhai with it.

She thought that Los Angeles hadn't come home, so she could have time to prepare and give him a big surprise when he returned.

Unexpectedly, when she turned on the light in the living room, she saw a man sitting on the sofa with a serious expression.

Gong Ji hurriedly hid the flowers behind her, and she was about to speak, but Luo Cheng looked back at her, pointed to the clock in the living room and asked, "Do you know what time it is?"

"Yes, it's only eight o'clock. Gong Ji looked back calmly.

Besides, Los Angeles was supposed to attend dinner tonight, and he didn't greet her when he came back early, so she couldn't be blamed.

"It's only eight o'clock, as a woman from a good family, do you think it makes sense for you to go home at three o'clock in the middle of the night?!" Luo Cheng asked in a deep voice, looking like an old pedant.

Gong Ji coughed lightly and replied in a low voice: "It's not the third watch in the middle of the night, it's eight o'clock." There are very few people in modern times who come home so early as I do, and I remember that Lo used to be home before twelve o'clock, right?"

If L.A. counts her down, she won't propose!

Luo Cheng was speechless for a while, and Gong Ji was also reasonable. He used to enjoy the nightlife, sometimes coming home at three or four in the morning. Of course, that was before, and now is now, and it cannot be compared.

Just as he wanted to continue to teach Gong Ji a lesson, Gong Ji suddenly handed him a bouquet of flowers, and he was momentarily confused by the color of the flowers.