Gong Ji carefully looked at Luo Cheng's blurred facial features, and only after a while did she open her lips lightly: "Secretary Li's face is better than yours, Mr. Luo is not my favorite, I think I have a better chance of marrying Secretary Li." ”

She knew that L.A. didn't understand what she meant, but she was telling the truth. If she couldn't even see this person's face clearly, if she shared the same bed and woke up again, she couldn't even tell at first glance whether the person lying next to her pillow was her husband, what a sad thing.

Luo Cheng looked straight at Gong Ji's serious expression, and was almost speechless: "You're just talking bad things." ”

Because Gong Ji was still angry with him, this woman pulled Li Zheng into the water, it must be like this.

Gong Ji smiled noncommittally, found a comfortable position on the sofa, and fell asleep under the gaze of Luo Cheng.

Gong Ji slept unsteadily this night, maybe Luo Cheng was by her side, and she always had nightmares, until someone patted her on the face, and she woke up in a dream sweating profusely.

The sun shone on her slightly damp cheeks, and her long eyelashes lifted slightly, and she was greeted by a man's face, still blurred in the backlight.

Luo Cheng was uncomfortable by Gong Ji's unfamiliar eyes. At first, he thought that Gong Ji was acting, or that he was looking at him with such strange eyes in order to take revenge on him.

But at this moment, the moment Gong Ji woke up from a nightmare, the look in his eyes was completely strange and exploratory.

"Gong Ji, tell me, what's wrong with your eyes?" Luo Cheng asked in a dumb voice with Gong Ji's cold little face.

Gong Ji looked at Luo Cheng blankly, still recovering from the nightmare just now. Her long, thick wings trembled slightly, and then she closed her eyes and opened them again, looking at the sunlight outside the window and whispering, "It's clear." ”

She pushed away the dejected Los Angeles and stood barefoot at the entrance of the hall, bathed in the sun. She likes the warmth that dispels the haze that nightmares bring her.

The golden afterglow sprinkled warmly on her, casting a warm glow on her long hair, making her small nose round and shiny.

Luo Cheng looked at Gong Ji's side face intently, and for the first time found that this woman was not very real. Was it because he hadn't paid attention before, or did he not want to admit that this woman had always been beautiful?

When she was in a trance in Los Angeles, Gong Ji suddenly looked back and smiled, she smiled smartly, and her teeth were slightly exposed: "Luo always has a distinguished guest coming to the door, shouldn't you come forward to greet her?"

Los Angeles frowned when he heard this, no one in the mountain villa knew, how could there be distinguished guests. But looking at Gong Xi's strange eyes, he knew that this woman was not joking.

He stood side by side with Gong Ji, looking in the direction of the gate of the villa, only to see a slender woman in a light orange trench coat approaching, and the early morning wind was a little strong, blowing her long hair.

Every step she takes has her own taste, which reminds Luo Cheng of herself many years ago, who is also the same style of trench coat, and is also such a person, in such a specific environment, he is unconsciously moved.

At this moment, he sat down like an old monk, and he no longer had any thoughts about such a beautiful woman.

Time passes, things change, he is no longer the ignorant teenager, I'm afraid that no matter how beautiful and captivating the woman is, he can't be tempted, right?

"Suddenly, I found that Mr. Luo is very discerning, and Mr. Luo and Miss Luo should be a pair made in heaven. Gong Ji opened her lips lightly.