Is it raining red? Is this still the machismo Los Angeles? Los Angeles used to be an unmarried, and if he wants to go into the kitchen, it will kill him, if he wants to smile at a woman, then it is better to kill him directly, how can he be enslaved by Gong Ji into this virtue now?

An Ran followed to the kitchen uncertainly, only to see Luo Cheng humming a little tune while chopping vegetables, very self-satisfied. Looking at his posture of chopping vegetables, it is not a skill that can be practiced in a day or two.

L.A. spent nearly an hour making a hearty lunch with six dishes and one soup.

An Ran sat at the table for the first time, wanting to try the cooking skills of Los Angeles. He and his friends in Los Angeles for so many years have never had a chance to try his cooking skills, and of course they want to know if the fried dishes in Los Angeles can be eaten.

Who knew that he had just picked up the chopsticks, and Luo Cheng shouted: "The palace reporter hasn't come out yet, and he is not allowed to eat!"

"She won't be able to come out for a while, so we'll eat first. An Ran didn't care, but Luo Cheng knocked on the back of his hand with chopsticks.

An Ran didn't dare to move again, staring at a table of dishes, only waiting for Gong Ji to come out of her boudoir.

Who knew that the wait was more than an hour, and Gong Ji had no signs of coming out. After all the good words in Los Angeles, Gong Ji just didn't leave the bedroom.

But it was bitter for An Ran, he knew that this was the case, so he ate a little bit outside.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Mi Xiaojia returned to Luo's house, and as soon as she saw the dishes on the table, she pounced: "It's better to know that I'm dying of hunger, so leave so many dishes for me!"

As soon as she said this, the two handsome men sitting at the table looked at her with vicious murderous eyes.

"What, what are you doing?!, is the dish poisonous?!" Mi Xiaojia put down the dishes and chopsticks in a proper manner and asked in a small voice.

"Mi Xiaojia, you go and ask my wife to come out of the room. Because of you, she hasn't had lunch yet. "Los Angeles is also so hungry that his words are a little slurred.

When Mi Xiaojia heard this, he knocked on the bedroom door suspiciously: "Hey, I'm so hungry, can I have lunch?"

Gong Ji, who was catching up on sleep, got up when she heard Mi Xiaojia's voice, and she asked sleepily, "Have you found the house?"

"It's a bit expensive, and I have to think about it again. Mi Xiaojia replied with a smile and sat down with Gong Ji.

The two women talked and laughed as they ate, completely leaving the two men next to them aside.

This night, Mi Xiaojia slept in Luo's house, and as a matter of course, she and Gong Ji squeezed into the same bed. Seeing this, An Ran simply squeezed into a bed with Los Angeles, which made Los Angeles feel cold.

After careful consideration, Mi Xiaojia made a decision on Sunday, decided to rent the house he liked yesterday, and moved into a new house on the same day.

Gong Ji helped her move as a matter of course, she and Mi Xiaojia were busy all day, and even lived in Mi Xiaojia's new residence for one night that night, until Mi Xiaojia had to go to work the next day, and Los Angeles was completely relieved.

"Wife, it's okay to beat or scold, just don't ignore me, I haven't spoken to you for 40 hours. "When Mi Xiao is added to class, Luo Cheng can't wait to take Gong Ji back to Luo's house.

He was afraid that Gong Ji would be obsessed with Mi Xiaojia's new house and move out of the Luo Mansion from now on, so how miserable would he be?

After Gong Ji got into the car, he closed his eyes and recuperated himself, Luo Cheng said a lot, but Gong Ji still didn't answer a word.

Luocheng came to the brakes suddenly, and Gong Ji, who closed her eyes and recuperated, felt the momentum even if she was wearing a seat belt, and her body leaned forward uncontrollably, almost hitting the tip of her nose.