As soon as the cold snow first appeared, it attracted frequent looks back from everyone.

She smiled lightly, walked to Los Angeles, and asked softly, "Can I sit down?"

"Naturally. Luo Cheng said as he helped Leng Xue pull out the dining stool.

Gong Ji noticed this detail. She has known Los Angeles so far, but she has never seen this man so gentlemanly to her.

As soon as the cold snow came, he couldn't wait to be courteous, making it clear that he was treated differently.

"Reporter Gong, I didn't bother you, did I?" Leng Xue asked with a faint smile as she looked at Gong Ji, her eyes flashing with a certain provocation that only Gong Ji and she could understand.

Gong Ji glanced at Leng Xue, shook her head and replied, "No." I just had a cold, and I was afraid that if I accidentally passed on the germs to you, I wouldn't care about it. "I'm a good resistant, and the average small germ is no match for me. Leng Xue smiled lightly and lifted her lips. I hope Gong Ji is an understanding person, and the germ she refers to is actually Gong Ji......

Gong Ji shook her head noncommittally and smiled, she went to sit down beside Luo Cheng, pointed to the menu and asked, "Mr. Luo, what dishes are better for me to eat at the beginning of my serious illness?" ”

Los Angeles took the menu and was about to answer, when he suddenly felt a woman's hand on his thigh. I don't know if it's intentional, the woman's hand is still on his thigh, and it's going to go over, and then it's going to go back and there......

His eyes darkened, and he looked at the palace reporter who was playing with fire with warning.

The woman leaned close to his thin lips and asked, "Don't you know what kind of food we eat better tonight?" I thought Mr. Luo was omnipotent, but it turned out that I overestimated Mr. Luo. Well, or I'll order it myself. ”

After Gong Ji finished speaking, she suddenly pinched Luo Cheng's narrow buttocks, and Luo Cheng almost didn't bounce up.

This dead woman actually dared to play with fire in public, where did she learn this. The palace reporter should be a woman from a good family, how can she flirt with a man?

Leng Xue was terrified to watch. Ever since Gong Ji was close to Los Angeles, Luo Cheng's eyes have never left Gong Ji's face and eyes. Gong Ji, this woman, is so scheming.

She watched coldly for a while, and finally couldn't help but remind Luo Cheng of her own storage: "Luo Cheng, why don't I order food?"

Luo Cheng nodded, and handed the menu to Leng Xue as he said.

Leng Xue did the same, showed a perfect smile to Luo Cheng, and leaned her neck slightly towards Luo Cheng's position, revealing her beautiful jade neck line: "Luo Cheng, what kind of food do you like to eat?"

Luo Cheng was about to answer, but he heard Gong Ji cough lightly.

His attention was diverted by the palace reporter, and he frowned and looked at the palace and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Gong Ji touched her slightly exposed arms and coughed again: "The air conditioner is too cold, I'm a little chilly." ”

When Luo Cheng heard this, he probed Gong Ji's forehead, his body temperature was still normal, and he probed Gong Ji's arm again, feeling a little cold, and he casually invited the waiter to raise the temperature, which was reassured.

Leng Xue finally seized an opportunity, and was completely repelled by Gong Xi's cough. She was left to hang for a full ten minutes, and just when she was impatient, Gong Ji looked at her and said, "Let me order food, I'll have a treat today." ”

"Are you really bold, do you know how high the consumption is here?" said Los Angeles mercilessly.

"Isn't there still you, a bully in the city? I'll treat you, and Mr. Luo will pay for it, of course I'll be bold. Gong Ji said, and touched Luo Cheng's buttocks again without warning.