Luo Cheng touched Gong Ji's pretty buttocks again: "I don't need silver to touch you, tonight I am not only your husband, but also your audience, touch you, kiss you, eat you for free." If you have any opinions, go to court and sue me!"

Gong Ji was not annoyed, she suddenly stepped on Luo Cheng's black leather shoes hard and hard. Luo Cheng gasped in pain, he looked at the woman in disbelief, only to see the woman proudly raise her delicate and small snow palate and said: "I accidentally stepped on Mr. Luo just now, it should be free, and an upstart like Mr. Luo shouldn't be as careless as a little dancer like me!"

She said, walking briskly to the elevator.

Luo Cheng was stunned for a moment before he followed, his long arms hooked her slender waist, and he sneered: "Let's do a good pole dance later, if I can be satisfied, I can exempt you from the guilt of going out of the wall." ”

"Let's talk about it. Gong Ji replied lazily.

She glanced at herself and suddenly felt that it was boring to live like this. Why is he able to fight with other women, she just wears a bikini and swims in the pool, and he is going to make him do some kind of pole dancing like this?

She is a reporter, not a dancer, so she is very unhappy to be bullied by Los Angeles like this!

The preoccupied Gong Ji was forcibly taken to an empty dance hall by Los Angeles.

Los Angeles sat down at the front, his long legs stretched over each other, and he looked like the Supreme King. He looked down on all the people, including her, a tiny dancing journalist......

Gong Ji threw down her robe, climbed onto the stage, and went to the steel pipe. She touched the left side of the pole, and then the right side of the pole, and she did a pole dance.

"The palace reporter is a dancer now, can you give a little work ethic?" Luo Cheng shouted at the woman playing soy sauce on the stage.

"I've worked hard and I'm still looking for a feeling. By the way, where did Tang Shao and An Shao go, why didn't they see the two of them?!" Gong Ji continued to touch the steel pipe and changed the topic without a trace.

If Tang Shaobai and An Ran were both major shareholders of the resort and the stewards here, there was no reason for such a big thing to happen, and they didn't move, she thought that it must be what kind of bad role Los Angeles played in it.

"Don't worry, they were 'moved' out of the resort by me, and they don't have time to talk to you for the time being. Gong reporter, you are completely unqualified in this dance, can you be more enthusiastic and more unrestrained? I almost dozed off when I saw it!" Luo Cheng watched intently as the woman touched her steel pipe, and his brows furrowed into the word "Chuan".

It is a miracle that a good pole dance can be danced like this, without any beauty.

"How did Luo always move An Shao and Tang Shao out?What kind of business tricks did you use, can I learn a trick or two?" Gong Ji avoided the question behind Luo Cheng and continued to talk nonsense.

If you want her to write a press release, you can get by so-so, but if you want her to pole dance, sorry, let her be reincarnated again, maybe there is a chance to learn.

"Quite simply, the big customers of Down and Ann need them to sign contracts in person, and they have to go back to the city. You can't learn this either, because you're too stupid! Yes, there's something I want to ask the palace reporter as well. Laura narrowed his eyes and suddenly thought of a question that had been bothering him for a day. If he didn't come up with a solid answer, he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.