Gradually, Luo Chun knew that she seemed to be about to get someone from Los Angeles, but she couldn't touch his heart. She had to do something to prevent it, what if Gong Ji could leave the city and never come back?

"Brother, I'm back......" Luo Chun reluctantly lifted his spirits, turned on the light in the living room, and then went to the guest room to turn on the light.

It's not as unexpected that Luo Cheng is lying on the bed where Gong Ji has slept - looking at the ceiling, not knowing what he is thinking, and his expression is out of the world.

"Brother, shall we go take wedding photos tomorrow?" Luo Chun leaned on Luo Cheng's chest and pleaded in a dumb voice.

It seems that marriage is just her business, it is she and Gu Mei who are planning the wedding, and she is in Zhangluo for all the marriage matters, and Los Angeles is not keen at all.

Luo Cheng was silent, Luo Chun looked at his cold handsome face for a long time, and suddenly lifted his lips and smiled: "Today I went to invite the palace reporter to attend our wedding......

The expressionless Luo Cheng finally had a little reaction after hearing the word "Gong Xi", he looked at Luo Chun and said coldly: "What are you looking for her?!"

"The palace reporter knew that we were going to get married, I didn't know how happy I was, and said that he would definitely come to cheer and personally wish us to be able to grow old together and fall in love forever!" Luo Chun said with a sweet smile: "I think the palace reporter is a generous woman, and she is actually willing to bless her ex-husband and new wife." ”

Luo Cheng pushed Luo Chun away and rushed out of the guest room, Luo Chun chased him out, hugged Luo Cheng's waist and said, "Brother, let's not quarrel, okay?" I just want to marry you and be your well-behaved, obedient and lovely wife." You once said that you want to promise me a happy home, after so many years, I have always remembered that I took everything you said seriously, brother, don't abandon me, okay?"

Her tears penetrated the back of Luo Cheng's clothes, and Luo Cheng took a deep breath before turning to look at Luo Chun and said, "We're getting married, don't mention those irrelevant people in the future." Now go cook, I'm hungry. ”

Luo Chun wiped away his tears indiscriminately and quickly kissed Luo Cheng on the face: "Okay, I'll cook." ”

She ran into the kitchen, but the tears couldn't stop falling.

She was now suddenly very much in agreement with what Tang Shaobai had said. In the love game, no one is a winner, Gong Ji lost, Los Angeles also lost, but she was also the loser.

It's just that she can't turn back at this point. She not only wins the people of Los Angeles, but also wins the heart of Los Angeles, Gong Ji can only stand aside, and her love cannot tolerate superfluous third parties.

On Saturday morning, Gong Ji got up early in the morning. For no other reason, she was awakened by a nightmare. In the dream, she was covered in blood, and she couldn't even see her facial features, and she was awakened by such a self.

When she woke up, she was restless and always felt that something big was about to happen.

Just as she was in a trance, her cell phone rang.

Gong Ji pressed the answer button, and Luo Chun's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Is the palace reporter free to come to our wedding today?"

Gong Ji frowned, and replied lightly: "I'm not free!" Without waiting for Luo Chun to reply, she hung up the phone.

"Daughter, who is it?" Dong Yu's voice sounded behind Gong Ji.

Gong Ji shook her head and smiled: "The other party made the wrong call." Why don't you sleep for a while?"

"When you're older, you'll wake up at this time. Daughter, did I treat you badly before?" After pondering for a while, Dong Yu suddenly asked.

Gong Ji was stunned: "Why would Mom ask that?"