One wolfed L.A. against the wall, while the other tugged at his slightly open dressing gown......

Gong Ji stood outside the crowd and smiled as she watched the women look like wolves and tigers.

It's just a man, is it so exaggerated? Looking at their appearance, they want to force L.A., right?

Gong Ji watched the excitement for a while, and saw that there were too many women in the hall, and there were too few men, and a superb man was not enough for these hungry and thirsty women to divide up.

Fifteen minutes later, L.A. finally went berserk and chased away all the women at once.

When he drove away all the women, he saw Gong Ji sitting on a wooden chair playing a mobile game.

"The surname is Gong, you come in for me!!" Luo Cheng saw the woman's comfortable appearance, and immediately became angry and shouted at her.

Gong Ji raised her eyes to look at the man in the rage, and asked with a light smile: "Is Luo always dissatisfied?" It turns out that so many beauties just now can't satisfy Mr. Luo, so let's find Secretary Li and ask him to help Mr. Luo find another batch!"

Luo Cheng had never tasted such a strict frustration in a person in his life, and Gong Ji easily made him lose his temper repeatedly.

"Are you a woman?!" after a long time, Luo Cheng spat out bitterly.

Gong Ji smiled and replied: "It's like a fake!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was beaten and hugged by Luo Cheng: "Okay, let me check if you are a fake woman!"

"I don't need Mr. Luo to check, I haven't finished my game yet-" Before Gong Ji finished speaking, Luo Cheng snatched her phone and threw it in the corner. In the midst of Gong Ji's protest, Los Angeles began the long process of destruction of the so-called "verification of the body".

The next day, Gong Ji's body seemed to be scattered, and what she was most afraid of was this kind of bed-on-the-top exercise, which was extremely exhausting. Especially in addition to being tired or tired in this process, the stinky man surnamed Luo is just the opposite, so satisfied that he stretches like a cat who has stolen fish.

"The palace reporter is too useless, I can't stand the amount of exercise like this, I don't deserve to be my woman!" Luo Cheng's evil and lazy eyes fixed on the woman's delicate and white face.

Even the feet are so delicate and cute, I really want to swallow it in one bite......

Luo Cheng was startled by his sudden terrible thoughts, and stared at Gong Xi's smooth feet, as if he was going to burn a hole before he would stop. Gong Ji followed Luo Cheng's vicious gaze to look at her bare feet, and frowned puzzledly: "What are you doing?"

Is there something wrong with her feet? Otherwise, why did L.A. look at her with such terrible eyes...... of feet?

"The palace reporter is not only ugly, but even his feet are more ugly than ordinary people. Luo Cheng looked disgusted, and got out of bed, intending to go into the bathroom to extinguish the fire. Somehow, he just saw the feet of the palace reporter, why did he feel like his whole body was about to burn, when did it start, and his self-control was so low?

Only Yu Gongji looked at her face, looked at it carefully, and muttered: "Is it ugly?

L.A. has always been poisonous, and what he says is not very credible.

Gong Ji looked at the big bed, yawned slightly, and suddenly felt very sleepy. She was tossed so badly last night that she didn't sleep much at all, and it was Sunday anyway, could she sleep again?

She unconsciously climbed into bed, got on the pillow, and soon fell asleep. It's just that she doesn't sleep very well, and in her dreams she always has a wild and unbridled sexuality when Los Angeles destroys her, which makes her heart palpitate......