Los Angeles didn't call again to ask when she would move back to Tang Garden.

On Thursday night, Gong Ji was inexplicably anxious.

Seeing this, Xiaojun intimately warmed the milk and handed it to Gong Ji: "Hot milk calms the nerves, cats and cats hurry up and drink it while it's hot." ”

Gong Ji's heart was warm, and she pursed her lips and took a sip. The temperature is just right, it won't be too hot, and she won't hurt her stomach if she drinks it if she has a bad stomach. This child is so intimate that it makes people feel distressed.

"Son, do you like this city, are there any classmates in school who bully you?" Gong Ji picked up Xiaojun and asked softly.

Xiaojun nodded vigorously: "I like it, my classmates are very good." When I grow up, cats don't have to go out to work, I will raise cats. ”

Gong Ji listened to Xiaojun's left sentence "cat cat" and another sentence "cat cat", and couldn't help laughing: "It's been three years, why don't you change your mouth and officially call your mother?"

Xiao Jun blushed when he heard this, and hid in Gong Ji's arms, he couldn't help it, he just couldn't scream.

Gong Ji still wanted to tease the little handsome guy, her mobile phone rang suddenly, it was a group of strange calls, she answered suspiciously, only to hear the other party say: "Is it Miss Gong? This is a bar, Mr. Luo is drunk, can you please pick him up?"

Gong Ji was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "You call someone else, I don't know him well." ”

"Mr. Luo's mobile phone was broken, and he asked you to pick it up by name, and we don't have anyone else's contact information. "The bar manager was embarrassed.

"Wait, I'll give you a phone number, the other party's surname is Li Mingzheng, and the phone number is ......" Gong Ji said a string of numbers, and then hung up the phone. Then she and Jun went to bed, and Jun said that he was going to tell her a bedtime story. Seeing that the little handsome guy was serious, she couldn't help but be handsome, and couldn't help but laugh and listen to the little guy tell her a story.

Not long after, she felt sleepy, Xiaojun talked and talked, and fell asleep by herself.

She covered the little guy with the quilt, and at this time Mi Xiaojia pushed the door and entered: "Hi, look for your phone." ”

Mi Xiaojia threw the phone to Gong Ji, then touched Gong Ji's bed, took Xiaojun into his arms as a matter of course, and soon fell asleep again.

Gong Ji smiled, went out of the bedroom to listen to the phone, and was the bar manager again: "Miss Gong, Mr. Luo said that he ordered you to pick him up......"

Before the manager finished speaking, the mobile phone was snatched away, and a faint voice from Los Angeles came from the other end of the phone: "Gong, reporter, I order, you come and take me home, if not, I won't spare you, deduct your salary, deduct your feet, detain your neck......"

After that, the phone changed hands again, and the manager almost didn't cry to her, saying that the bar was smashed to pieces by L.A., and the whole bar would be destroyed by L.A. if she didn't come again.

Gong Ji looked at the big and small ones sleeping together in the bedroom, and finally compromised: "Okay, I'll pick up someone." ”

She thought she had reached a consensus with Los Angeles, who knew that Los Angeles was suddenly drunk, and remembered to come to her for trouble, if she didn't go, and she couldn't rest assured that she wouldn't go to Los Angeles, she was afraid that there would be some deaths, and she didn't want her child and his father to become a murderer.

Gong Ji hurried to the bar, and the moment she entered the bar, she realized that the manager's words were not exaggerated at all.

The destructive power of L.A. is amazing, there is no safe place in the whole bar, and there is a mess everywhere, and the culprit sits at the bar counter, with a straight spine, and at first glance, he does not look like a drunk at all.

She had seen L.A.'s endurance, and he had been drugged once, and he could sit motionless like this......