Gong Ji appeared in front of the building, and the moment she saw Los Angeles, she ran back.

Luo Cheng caught up with her in a few steps, grabbed her wrist, and said lightly: "Do you go by yourself, or I will carry you out, you choose!"

Gong Ji considered the situation in front of her. After work, people come and go, so many people watch their every move, she can't be too public.

"Mr. Luo, I'll go by myself. Gong Ji lowered her eyes and replied, burying her head and leaving the building.

From beginning to end, Los Angeles tugged on her wrist and showed no signs of letting go.

Gong Ji was soon brought into Lamborghini by Los Angeles. The beautiful body of Lamborghini left a beautiful car shadow, and soon disappeared from Luo Chun's eyes.

Luo Chun clenched his fists and barely stood firm.

She quickly flagged down a taxi and asked the taxi driver to follow the Lamborghini......

The palace was taken to the Los Angeles Hotel by Los Angeles, and then rudely pushed into the room she had visited.

The door was closed vigorously with a "bang", and Gong Ji was unwilling to move forward when he got to the door, but was thrown directly to the bed = by Luo Cheng.

"What the hell do you want?!" Gong Ji was not alarmed, she had been thinking all day about what Luo Cheng would do next. Of course, no matter what this person did out of the ordinary, she wouldn't find it strange.

She just couldn't figure out what L.A. wanted from her.

"I haven't gotten tired of playing with the body of the palace reporter!" Luo Cheng opened his lips indifferently, and his eyes were fixed on Gong Xi's black suit: "Take it off by yourself and lie on the bed = ." ”

"What kind of woman do you want, why is it me?!" Gong Ji's beautiful eyes were hollow, and she didn't know what she had done wrong.

Maybe she shouldn't have dragged her feet at the beginning, and she should have readily agreed to a divorce. Is it because she missed the best time, L.A. thought of such a way to torture her.

"Of course, the palace reporter is old and disabled enough. If it weren't for the fact that I had a little affection for the palace reporter in the past, I wouldn't have looked down on an old woman like the palace reporter. A sneering smile appeared on Luo Cheng's lips, and he swept Gong Xi's whole body.

He didn't know why he insisted on entanglement with this woman, and he didn't want to think about the reason. All he knew was that he hadn't had enough of this woman.

"Does Mr. Luo have a set of plans in his heart? Gong Ji didn't laugh angrily, and her beautiful eyes as clear as water looked directly at Los Angeles.

She wondered what kind of perverted conspiracy was brewing in this person's mind. She didn't dare to forget what he had said yesterday, this man had other plans for her.

"This weekend we signed our divorce. It won't be long before I will have a wedding of the century with Xiaochun. As for the palace reporter, I heard that you are very short of money. In order to relieve you, I will give you a huge sum of money, and you will be my lover who cannot see the light. I believe you are familiar with this kind of thing......" Before Luo Cheng finished speaking, Gong Ji suddenly threw him down on the bed and looked down at him from above.

Gong Ji didn't notice how much force he used at all, but Luo Cheng felt it, his neck was faintly painful, and it was Gong Ji's nails that pinched into his skin and scraped blood marks.

The hatred in Gong Xi's eyes was so strong, this was exactly the result that Luo Cheng wanted to see.

Los Angeles thought he would be happy, but it turned out to be the opposite, he was a little sad, and the most ridiculous thing was that he didn't know why he was sad. Is it for yourself, or for Gong Ji......