This time, Mi Xiaojia didn't have time to attack, and Los Angeles was already impatiently pushing Enron into the sports car.

"I haven't finished talking to the palace reporter yet, the surname is Luo, you need to ...... like this" Before An Ran finished speaking, Luo Cheng pulled Gong Ji back to Luo's house.

An Ran cursed in a low voice, "Damn Los Angeles, the palace reporter is not his, what are you proud of? If I come back tonight, I don't believe that I can't dig up the delicate flower of the palace reporter!"

Mi Xiao Gabai sat boredly in the seat next to him, waiting for An Ran to complain for five minutes.

Five minutes later, An Ran finally noticed that Mi Xiaogabi was usually quiet, and he looked at the dominatrix beside him in confusion and asked, "Are you possessed by evil spirits?"

If not, how can it be so quiet, usually it is the noisiest Mi Xiaojia.

"Mr. An, it's not early. Mi Xiaojia replied lightly, staring at the road ahead without squinting.

An Ran looked at his watch and found that it was indeed not early.

"It's okay, I'm hungry, eat breakfast first and then go to work, it's a big deal to be two hours late. Enron said as he started the car.

thought that Mi Xiaojia would take the opportunity to educate him, but this time Mi Xiaojia still didn't react at all, and sat quietly on the side. If he hadn't heard her breathing, he would have thought he was alone in the car.

Since this day, Mi Xiaojia has become very quiet, not noisy, not noisy, not scolding, sometimes she is silent all day. Because of this, Enron also became silent. I always feel that if Mi Xiaojia doesn't speak, he keeps saying that he is a little sorry for his Xiaomi......

As soon as An Ran left, Los Angeles went back to the house to make breakfast, and An Ran's sudden appearance gave him a sense of crisis.

One Enron is enough, if there is another Tang Shaobai, wouldn't he be in danger?

Luo Cheng fried a few poached eggs and came out, then heated the milk, poured a big bowl for Gong Xi, and suddenly said without warning: "Gong Xi, let's get married." ”

Gong Ji drank milk, and she looked at Luo Cheng, thinking that she had heard it wrong.

"I still think you and I should be together. What I don't know, you will slowly teach me later. I didn't do well, so I'll learn it slowly in the future......"

Luo Cheng's voice was slow, he didn't dare to breathe too hard, and he was a little nervous.

Gong Ji, who was drinking milk, frowned, and she suddenly put down the bowl and rushed into the bathroom.

Seeing that her expression was different, Luo Cheng hurriedly followed, only to see Gong Ji retching, looking very hard.

Doubts flashed in Luo Cheng's eyes, thinking that Gong Ji was not in good health, and after she finished vomiting, he stepped forward and said, "I'll accompany you to the hospital to see, will it be a cold, or a bad stomach?"

Actually, he would have preferred a different outcome.

I still remember the last time I took Gong Ji to live in the villa, he found a family doctor, Gong Ji didn't want to see a doctor, and she didn't want to take medicine, could it be because the child in her womb was still there?

"It's okay, it's just a little uncomfortable, I slept and it got better soon. With a weak smile, Gong Ji turned around and walked out of the bathroom and went to the bed.

Luo Cheng followed up the bedroom uncomfortably and reached Gong Ji's forehead.

The temperature was as usual, and there were no signs of fever. In other words, the uterine may be pregnant in the womb, which was previously a pregnancy reaction.

Luo Cheng's heart was beating faster, but he didn't dare to show it too obviously, for fear that Gong Ji would be suspicious.

"You have a good rest, I'll make some light white porridge and pickles, and you will eat it when you wake up." Luo Cheng said as he wanted to walk out of the bedroom, with a smile on his face that could not be hidden.