"If I say that I am pregnant and he changes his mind and does not leave, it can only mean that it is the baby's fault. A man's heart is not in you, why do you need to force that person's body to hold on?Sasa, I know what I'm doing, and I know what I'm going to do next!" Gong Ji said, turning to look at the Los Angeles Hotel behind him.

Gesasa saw that Gong Xi's face was different, and asked puzzledly, "What are you doing at the Los Angeles Hotel?!"

"Lo was always the pride of the sky, he was born without lacking anything, so that he developed his arrogant temperament. I said that if he wants to get my body, he will have to pay a certain price, and I will let him know that I am not joking!" Gong Ji opened her lips coldly, and said word by word.

That's why she insisted on coming to the Los Angeles Hotel.

There's going to be a show here tonight, a gift to Los Angeles before the divorce, and it's sure to be something Los Angeles will never forget!

"If you want me to help, just ask, I'll help you!" Gessasa said softly.

Gong Ji sat down to rest near the big hotel with the support of Gesasa.

During this period, she made several phone calls, one to An Ran, another to Mi Xiaojia, and the last one to Tang Shaobai.

When Mi Xiaojia and An Ran rushed to the Los Angeles Hotel one after another, Gong Ji was leaning on Gesasa's shoulder and dozing off, she looked tired.

An Ran didn't find it, but Mi Xiaojia saw it clearly.

An Ran was about to wake up Gong Ji, but Mi Xiaojia kicked An Ran directly, pulled him aside, and whispered: "Didn't you see that the palace reporter is tired, let her wake up!"

"Why should I listen to you, mistress?" An Ran gave Mi Xiaojia a disdainful look and pushed her away.

This time, he hadn't called Gong Ji yet, and Gong Ji had been woken up by him.

An Ran squatted in front of Gong Ji and said softly: "If the palace reporter is tired, sleep for a while." ”

"I'm fine. Enron, you help me book a presidential suite at the Los Angeles Hotel first, and I'll tell you what you're going to do later. Gong Ji smiled at An Ran, and the smile was as soft as a stamen blooming in the wind and rain.

An Ran's eyes were hot, patted Gong Ji's little head, and went to book a room.

"Xiaojia, do I want you to bring the camera you brought?" Gong Ji looked at Mi Xiaojia and asked.

"Of course. Hey, what the hell are you going to do?" Mi Xiaojia asked curiously.

"Put on a good show for Los Angeles. Sign a divorce with him tomorrow, and before that, I'll give him a good-looking green hat!" Gong Ji replied lightly, getting up with Gessasa's support.

When Mi Xiaojia heard this, he immediately became interested, and hurriedly said: "You want to cuckold Luo Cheng, and choose the night before the divorce? I like this idea, it's time to kill the sharp spirit of Chen Shimei surnamed Luo!!"

After that, Mi Xiaojia asked for some details, and the more he listened, the more excited he became, and even Ge Sasa became interested, saying that he wanted to be a director.

After the three women entered the presidential suite booked by An Ran, Mi Xiaojia told An Ran about the plot that he wanted to play.

An Ran was dumbfounded when he heard this, and finally pointed to his straight nose at a loss and asked, "Do you want me to roll the sheets with the palace reporter?!"

"It's not really rolling the sheets, it's asking you to play a play with Him. You dare to be frivolous, I will castrate you!" After the intimidation, Mi Xiaojia's malicious gaze fixed on An Ran's crotch, and he smiled dirty.