"A woman without a conscience, I spent so much effort to prepare for one night, and I got you a worthless kiss, I am so lost. Los Angeles was displeased and looked up at the night sky.

The moon did grow hair, and the metaphor of the palace reporter was very vivid, but he felt that the night was very beautiful and worth watching.

Luo Cheng looked at the woman in his arms, and saw that she yawned frequently, so he took out a delicate necklace from his arms and put it on her jade neck. He looked at the heart-shaped chain pendant for a long time, his long fingers stroked Gong Xi's slightly open chest, and opened his lips lightly: "Such a beautiful necklace was wasted on your neck, do you know why?"

Gong Ji wisely didn't answer, knowing that Luo Cheng couldn't say nice words.

"Why don't you take the next sentence?" Luo Cheng asked dissatisfiedly after waiting for Gong Ji to answer.

"If you have anything to say, just say it, I'll go back to sleep after that!" Gong Ji opened her lips indifferently and lowered her eyes to look at the necklace around her neck. This time it looks like it's worth a little more, and if it's sold in the market, it should sell for some good money.

"You have a lot of neck lines carved by the years, and you really don't deserve such a good necklace. Los Angeles sighed, feeling pity.

Gong Ji jumped off Luo Cheng's lap and entered the hall, and Luo Cheng then followed: "Don't be angry, it's a big deal that I won't tell such a straightforward truth next time." ”

Gong Ji paused, turned around and asked, "How much is this necklace worth?"

Luo Cheng was stunned for a moment, and replied truthfully: "Twenty thousand!"

"It's only 20,000. Can you send something of value next time?At least add one more zero?!" Gong Ji replied with a smile, and then picked up her pajamas and entered the bathroom.

When Luo Cheng wanted to follow up, he knocked on the door and asked, "Do you want me to help rub my back?" ”

Gong Ji pretended not to hear Luo Cheng's words, turned on the water tap, and sat by the bathtub in a daze for a while before starting to take a bath.

She quickly rinsed up, got out of the bathroom, and Luo Cheng, who was guarding the door, followed diligently and asked, "Gong reporter, do you want me to accompany you tonight?"

"Not necessarily. Gong Ji said and walked into the guest room and lay down.

She felt sleepy before she touched the pillow, and then the bed sank slightly, and Luo Cheng's hot breath sprayed on her earlobe: "Gong reporter really doesn't need my warm service, I will definitely do a good job......"

Gong Ji grabbed Luo Cheng's clutches into her pajamas and looked back at Luo Cheng.

Under the gaze of Gong Ji's clear and beautiful eyes, Luo Cheng reluctantly withdrew his hand and jumped up from Gong Ji's bed: "If the palace reporter misses my body, remember to come to me next door at any time, I will be happy to help the palace reporter solve any needs!"

Gong Ji looked at Luo Cheng talking and singing to herself, and Luo Cheng was furious by her, so she reluctantly retreated to the door of the room.

"Please close the door!" Gong Ji kindly reminded.

L.A. had no choice but to close the door.

Gong Ji got out of bed uncomfortably, locked the door, and then slept with peace of mind.

The next morning, when Gong Ji was still sleeping, she smelled a burning smell coming into her nose.

She opened her eyes wide and followed the direction of the burnt smell, only to see that Los Angeles in the kitchen was very busy, as if he was at war.

"Reporter Gong, I don't have the talent for this, so let's come. Los Angeles simply relinquished its position and stopped in its dying throes. For him, the kitchen is much more terrifying than the battlefield of the mall, and he can't even fry poached eggs.

"You're hungry and find dry food by yourself, I'll sleep for a while, don't bother me. Seeing that there was no fire, Gong Ji turned back to the bedroom and continued to sleep peacefully.

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