An Ran touched his thin lips and felt the smell of Mi Xiaojia there.

Gong Ji glanced at the woman in her arms, and probably knew what Mi Xiaojia cared about.

Mi Xiaojia looks rude on the surface, but when she is big, she is actually a conservative woman. Mi Xiaojia plans to fall in love only once in her life, and her first kiss is dedicated to her husband, but now she is safe and secure, no wonder Mi Xiaojia is in a low mood.

"Xiaojia is in a bad mood, please move, please close the door when you go out, thank you!" Gong Ji looked at the two men in front of him, and his tone had an irresistible intimidation.

Los Angeles was very knowledgeable this time, and walked out of the bedroom first.

An Ran was not in the situation, and Chong Mi Xiaojia's back was sarcastic: "I'm embarrassed to be in a bad mood after kissing me, what kind of world? I'm in a worse mood, the palace reporter might as well comfort me!"

Now women will pretend, especially Mi Xiaojia, this woman, can be fake, get his kiss, should be snickering at the moment, right?

"An Ran, if you say a few more words, it is likely that someone will be dismantled!" Gong Ji looked at Mi Xiaojia pointedly.

I saw that Mi Xiaojia's beautiful eyes were bloodshot, and her resentful and vicious gaze was fixed on An Ran's face, as if she would pounce out at any time.

Swallowing his saliva, he took two steps back and fled the dreaded bedroom as fast as he could, not forgetting to close the door with all his might.

An Ran consciously went to Luocheng's bedroom, found a dry pajamas to change into, and said to Luocheng: "It's better to be like this, let's have a deal." ”

As soon as Los Angeles heard the word "transaction", he knew that Enron couldn't say anything nice, so he pretended not to hear it and didn't answer.

"You don't have anything now, but I have everything. It's better to help you go back to Luoshi and be the majestic president of Luohe. You just need to give me the palace reporter, this deal is a good deal, right? There are thousands of charms in the world, what is one less palace reporter? A man can have no woman, but he can't be without power, especially a man like you!" An Ran said, lighting a cigarette and looking at Luo Cheng with a straight face.

Luo Cheng replied for a long time: "Enron, I can't do without a palace reporter." ”

An Ran was stunned when he heard this, he looked straight at Los Angeles, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Luo Cheng's temperament has always been awkward, he never says meaty things to women, of course, it is impossible to say this kind of "no one can live", but this time Luo Cheng said it, does it mean that in Luo Cheng's heart, Gong Ji is an irreplaceable existence?

Los Angeles has never been more serious, but this time it is more serious to the palace reporter, is it fortunate or unlucky?

"She has lost so much for me, she has become nothing, and I don't know how to make her life full again. Enron, I don't know what to do with her......" Luo Cheng said, taking the cigarette that Enron had in his mouth and taking a hard puff.

An Ran scratched his hair irritably, and cursed in a low voice: "You deserve it! I didn't know how to cherish it before, but what's the use of playing a bitter trick on me now? You have to accept you again from the reporter of the palace!"

As soon as he finished saying this, he hated to bite off the base of his tongue.

Damn, he's here to pursue Gong Ji, not to be a military advisor in Los Angeles, why do you want to help Los Angeles speak?

"She was always lukewarm to me and had nothing to say to me. When she saw me, she never smiled and was not happy. Maybe one day I'll die so she can look at me more......" Luo Cheng said with a wry smile.