"Don't be like this, my shirt is very expensive!" Gong Ji couldn't stand the evil man in front of her, and shouted loudly.

"Well, how many dollars is it worth?" Luo Cheng asked lightly, his wrist sank, and he once again broke a button on Gong Xi's shirt.

His movements are elegant and noble, and his movements look natural, as if he is making a work of art, his expression is very focused, and his expression is a little strict.

Gong Ji had an illusion at this moment, feeling that she was the artwork that was going to be made in Los Angeles, what a strange feeling.

Every time you know more about this man, there is a kind of evil that people can't see and understand.

"A hundred...... No, I'm mistaken, a thousand yuan, worth half a month's salary!" Gong Ji said, suddenly in trouble, her legs moved together, and threw Luo Cheng's right hand holding the dagger together.

L.A. made a light evasive move, not only dodging her attack, but also holding her ankles.

The tip of the knife in his hand rested on Gong Xi's delicate feet, and asked lightly, "Do you want to leave a mark for you here?" so that you will always remember who is your master?"

"The surname is Luo, I'm not your slave!" Gong Ji roared angrily, at this moment, she had long forgotten what it meant to be a small person who couldn't bear it.

She couldn't stand Luocheng's empty eyes, this stinky man really thought he was an ancient emperor, and he actually said that he was her master?

"It's better like this, if you are willing to be my little love slave, I will let go of your fox friend and dog, that Mi Xiaojia who is so poor that he can only drink instant noodle water to live. Luo Cheng's voice turned sharply and let go of Gong Ji's ankle.

Gong Ji was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that her mission tonight was actually to rescue poor Mi Xiaojia.

As for the sentence "I am so poor that I can only drink instant noodle water to live", it seems that it is still the advertising slogan she used to describe Mi Xiaojia, when was it stolen by Los Angeles?

"How do you know this?" Gong Ji's heart skipped a beat. If she remembers correctly, she only said this sentence to Mi Xiaojia herself, so it won't be Mi Xiaojia's big mouth to sue Los Angeles, right?

"Surprised? If I want to find out a person's **, I can even find out how many gray hairs he has on his head. Gong reporter, you really underestimate your husband and my ability. In a word, can you be my little slave girl who warms the bed?" as soon as Luo Cheng's voice fell, he used a dagger to break one of Gong Xi's shirt buttons.

He took a deep look at the pale woman, got up and made a phone call, he deliberately used the soundguard key so that Gong Ji could hear the conversation between him and the other party.

"Ten minutes later, if I give the order, I will throw Mi Xiaojia off the roof, I heard that she has a fear of heights, and I threw her off the roof by parabolic method, she will definitely be grateful to me......"

Gong Ji was so angry that her little face turned red, and she roared angrily at Luo Cheng: "The surname Luo, you are perverted." You're going to die a good death, you, you're perverted, hooligan, perverted ......"

"You can't scold, isn't there a better word except perverted?!Gong reporter, let me kindly remind you of a serious matter, under your nagging, two minutes have passed!!" Luo Cheng sat in front of the dresser with a light smile, his long legs stretched out and overlapped together, and he took out a cigarette and lit it like a trick.

His action of lighting a cigarette was elegant and charming, the smoke obscured his handsome face, and through the fireworks that were clearly extinguished, Gong Ji could still clearly see the wolf light flashing in his eyes.