When it was time to leave work, the staff of the magazine left the office one after another.

Luo Chun ran into the editor-in-chief's office and said to Luo Cheng, who was immersed in business: "Brother, it's time to get off work, let's go home." ”

Luo Cheng raised his eyes, looked at the location of Gong Xi's office, and replied lightly: "You go back first, I still have something to deal with." ”

Luo Chun followed Luo Cheng's line of sight: "Is it a private matter with the palace reporter?" It doesn't matter, I'll wait for my brother to finish handling the personal matter and then go home together." ”

She said as she sat down on the couch and read a magazine to pass the time.

Luo Cheng glanced at Luo Chun, then walked out of the editor-in-chief's office, went to Gong Ji, and tapped her desktop: "I'll be busy tomorrow, I still have time, don't rush today." ”

Gong Ji shook her drowsy head, only to realize that it was six o'clock in the evening.

No wonder my head is dizzy, my neck hurts, and my whole body is uncomfortable.

But at this time, Luo Cheng massaged her behind her, making her body a little stiff.

She didn't know how to react for a while, and when she wanted to push Luo Cheng away, she found that Luo Chun was standing beside them and looking at her directly, that kind of look seemed to be her robbing Luo Chun's man......

Gong Ji looked back calmly, and Luo Cheng helped her massage. L.A.'s massage skills were good, and after fifteen minutes, she was comfortable and drowsy, and her previous fatigue had eased a bit.

"Let's go, I'll send you back. Luo Cheng said as he pulled up Gong Ji, helped her pack all her things, and then helped her carry the handbag as a matter of course.

He came out of the editor-in-chief's office again, holding his briefcase in one hand and Gong Ji's handbag in the other, and said to Gong Ji, who was stunned: "It's not early!"

"Brother, the palace reporter is such an adult, he will go home, I'm so hungry, or let's go first." Luo Chun rushed to Luo Cheng's side, took his arm, and a beautiful smile came out of the corner of his lips, looking at Luo Cheng's side face with a cute look.

Luo Cheng glanced back at Gong Ji, and said lightly: "Gong reporter, hurry up, don't grind anymore!"

Gong Ji came back to her senses, followed out of the office, turned off the power supply, locked the door of the magazine, and then entered the elevator.

Luo Chun chattered alone, laughing and saying, Luo Cheng and Gong Ji both looked at the jumping elevator numbers, and no one answered.

"Why doesn't my brother reply to me? I'm so enthusiastic, but my brother is so cold, do you know that this will make me very sad?" Luo Chun said as if it were true and fake, looking intently at Luo Cheng's cold side face.

She found that Los Angeles was the most charming when it was cold, and it attracted her attention the most when it was ruthless, although her heart would ache slightly at this time, but she loved this numbing pain very much.

What a strange feeling, she's a masochist, right?

Los Angeles patted Luo Chun's head and smiled back, and the elevator went straight to the underground parking lot.

Gong Ji inevitably got into a Los Angeles car. Luo Chun sat in the front seat of the car for the first time, and Gong Ji sat in the back seat of the car like a passenger.

On the way home, Luo Chun still talked a lot, but Luo Cheng answered a sentence without a ride, and looked at Gong Ji in the back seat of the car from time to time in the back mirror.

When he arrived at the door of the small apartment, Luo Cheng took the lead in getting out of the car, helped Gong Ji open the car door and said, "Move home early, without you, the home will be deserted." ”

He stroked Gong Xi's cold left cheek, Gong Ji took a step back, and silently entered the small apartment, leaving Luo Cheng with a hurried back in the dusk of the night.