Not long after, Gessaa parked in front of a French restaurant, and Gong Ji remembered that he had an appointment with Tang Shaobai, although he was a familiar friend with Tang Shaobai, Gong Ji was still a little stage frightened.

"Sasa, I'm not going to go, okay?" Gong Jilai didn't want to leave in the car, and looked at Gessasa, hoping that she could spare herself.

"Give you two paths. One is that you enter the restaurant by yourself, and the other is that I asked Tang Shao to take you into the restaurant. It's useless, it's just a man, as for making you so entangled?" Gesassa said with a cold look at Gong Ji.

Gong Ji was numb by Gessasa's scalp, so she had to get out of the car and enter the French restaurant.

She quickly found Tang Shaobai in a location with an excellent viewing angle, and Tang Shaobai also saw her for the first time. After inviting Gong Ji to take a seat, Tang Shaobai asked Gong Ji to order.

Gong Ji thought that the process of dining would be very embarrassing, but the atmosphere was very good, Tang Shaobai was gentle and polite, talked extraordinary, and humorous and funny, so happy that Gong Ji couldn't close her mouth, completely forgetting her previous worries.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. Just when Gong Ji and Tang Shaobai were talking and laughing, a pair of familiar men and women walked in their direction, it was Luo Cheng and Luo Chun.

Luo Chun's mood fell to the bottom the moment he saw Gong Ji. She chose this French restaurant because she thought it had a good atmosphere and tasted great, so she chose this restaurant. Who knew that such a coincidence would meet Tang Shaobai and Gong Ji in this restaurant.

Luo Cheng was expressionless, his eyes were cold, and he couldn't see any emotion.

Luo Chun wanted to say hello and leave, but Luo Cheng grabbed ahead of her and said, "Don't you mind if we sit down?"

Without waiting for Tang Shaobai to reply, Luo Cheng sat down by himself.

Luo Chun secretly complained, looked at Tang Shaobai and Gong Ji with different expressions, lowered his voice and said to Luo Cheng: "Brother, we have booked a place, there is no need to squeeze with Brother Tang." ”

"One is my good friend and the other is my ex-wife, and I'm sure they won't mind. L.A. said, lighting a cigarette.

Gong Ji's state was not good, and she had morning sickness in the morning, and only then did she smell the smell of smoke, and nausea came to her throat. She frowned slightly, Tang Shaobai saw it with sharp eyes, and asked softly, "Gong reporter, are you okay?"

"I'm going to the bathroom. Gong Ji said and got up, just wanting to stay away from Los Angeles, where she was smoking.

"As soon as I came to the palace reporter, I left, and people who didn't know thought that the palace reporter was afraid of me. Luo Cheng wanted to smile and glance at the palace concubine who passed by him.

Gong Ji paused, then quickened her pace and went to the bathroom.

She retched twice, but didn't vomit anything, and the nausea took a while to suppress it.

She quickly calmed down and walked out of the bathroom. Seeing that Los Angeles was still smoking from a distance, she simply found the restaurant manager and complained to Los Angeles.

The restaurant manager replied with a blank look: "There is no rule in the restaurant that smoking is not allowed." ”

Gong Ji sneered when she heard this: "You see that Mr. Luo is smoking, and you don't dare to have an opinion, right?"

She turned back to the dining table and said to Tang Shaobai, "Shaobai, let's go back." ”

She didn't want to avoid it, but she was sensitive to the smell of smoke, and more was better than less.

"Shaobai, the palace reporter loves me so much that he doesn't dare to face me. Los Angeles swallowed the clouds and spit fog on the side, not forgetting to be sarcastic and thorny.

Tang Shaobai glanced at the pale-faced Gong Ji and asked her to sit down, but he walked around to Luo Cheng, snatched the cigarette from his mouth, and replied lightly: "The palace reporter is not afraid to face you, but hates the smell of smoke." Los Angeles, a bit of a public morality, it's a public place. Don't forget, you're also a figure with a head and a face. ”