As soon as Gong Ji said this, he was startled, it was no different from the voice of a duck, it was so bad to hear.

"Do you want to go to the doctor?" I see that you look like you're going to fall down at any time, are you really okay?" An Ran straightened Gong Ji's little face, and when he touched the cold fingers, he said softly: "Let's go, now go to the doctor to see a doctor." ”

Gong Ji looked at An Ran's concerned face, and then thought of Luo Cheng's indifference, and felt a little sad.

An Ran has nothing to do with her and still cares about her, why is the person next to her who is her own pillow indifferent when she sees that she is not in good health? Is this the difference between intentional and unintentional?

"Look at it, they're all sick and stupid. An Ran hugged Gong Ji's shoulder, "You are too thin, you usually need to eat more." Look at you, how different are you from a refugee who hasn't eaten for a month?"

Gong Ji struggled out of An Ran's control, and shook her head with a light smile: "To speak is to exaggerate." If you don't eat for a month, you'll starve to death!"

"Stupid, refugees don't have anything to eat, they can eat grass roots to survive, so they can't starve to death. As soon as An Ran's words fell, the elevator stopped on the thirteenth floor.

The elevator door opened, and the golden boy and girl standing inside were Luo Cheng in a black shirt and Leng Xue in a black off-the-shoulder dress, and the picture of handsome men and beautiful women standing together was very eye-catching.

Gong Ji stood at the elevator door in a daze, without any idea. When she was in a daze, An Ran pushed her into the elevator and greeted Luo Cheng with a smile: "You two played all night last night, right? ”

Luo Cheng looked indifferent, as if he was listening to someone else's business, and did not make a sound, Leng Xue glanced at the man beside him, and replied with a smile: "It's been a long time since I've slept so late, and my spirit is indeed a little weak." An Shao and the palace reporter also played late, right? Looking at the palace reporter's appearance, it seems to be listless, could it be that he is playing too crazy with An Shao......

Gong Ji listened to a sentence and looked at the jumping elevator numbers in a daze.

From the moment she entered the elevator to the moment she exited the elevator, she didn't look at Los Angeles, and everyone in the elevator noticed this detail.

After blending into the catwalk work area, the sick Gong Ji cheered up, took out the camera to adjust the focus, and planned to take a set of beautiful pictures of Yunqiao's neon clothes on the catwalk.

If you can, find a popular supermodel for a ten-minute interview, and this trip to the resort may be able to give the editor-in-chief.

At this moment, a familiar beauty passed by her, her blank eyes lit up, and she hurriedly trotted to the man and said, "Mary, do you have time to finish the catwalk later? Ten minutes, I want to interview you, can I?"

"Are you alright?, why did the voice come like this?" asked Mary as she motioned for her companion to leave first, before looking at Gong Ji.

The old-fashioned woman with black-framed glasses in front of her was completely different from the delicate and lovely palace reporter last night, if it wasn't for Gong Ji calling her, she wouldn't have recognized this as Gong Ji at all.

"I'm fine, I have a little cold, I'll be fine with some medicine. Gong Ji replied in a low and rough voice, a bit like a man's voice.

Luo Cheng, who was directing everyone on the side, heard Gong Ji's voice and his eyes flashed, and he looked back at the woman who was facing away from him.

See this woman again this morning, she didn't even glance at him out of the corner of her eye, is this making trouble with him?

After Mary left, Luo Cheng pulled Gong Ji to a corner where no one was and asked in a deep voice, "Is the palace reporter trying to capture the old man?"