"Don't make it too difficult. If it's too difficult, I won't be able to answer it. I would like to ask Mr. Luo, have I passed the pole dance?" Gong Si said, suddenly changing the subject. This is the instinct to avoid risks.
What kind of person is Luo Cheng? He is a profiteer and generally does not ask questions easily. Therefore, his question must not be easy to answer.
"Okay, okay, okay, keep going, work harder!" Luo Cheng said, suddenly jumped onto the stage, went to Gong Si, looked at her clear and beautiful eyes, and asked word by word: "I know.
I'm having sex with Leng Xue, is Reporter Gong jealous?"
Hearing this, Gong Si had a look of astonishment on her face. She forgot that she was pole dancing and looked straight at Luo Cheng's handsome face, unable to utter a single word.
"Poor little slave girl, you are finally impressed by my charm and have fallen in love with me, right?" Luo Cheng said softly, pinching Gong Si's round chin with a look of regret, and squeezed roughly again and again: "Why did you
Are you so unable to withstand temptation? Before I even tried to seduce you, you were completely devoted to me. If I were a little nicer to you, wouldn't your whole life be ruined by me?"
Gong Si grabbed Luo Cheng's big palm, grabbed his hand, put it to her lips and kissed him softly. This time it was Luo Cheng's turn to be surprised.
Which song is this song about? Why did the palace reporter not follow common sense when he played his cards?!
Luo Cheng's eyebrows did not move, his eyes did not jump, and his heartbeat seemed to have stopped. He was afraid that Gong Si would suddenly stuff an atomic bomb into his chest and blow him to pieces.
"Mr. Luo, to be honest, I love you very much..." Gong Si smiled sweetly at Luo Cheng and paused. When she saw Luo Cheng's flattered expression, she narrowed her eyes and smiled and added: "The power of
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When Gong Si breathed out the last three words against Luo Cheng's thin lips, Luo Cheng also had a look of astonishment. His ridiculous expression, as if he had been stuffed with a duck egg, made Gong Si taste the pleasure of revenge.
"Journalist Palace, dance well for me. If you fail, dance all night for me! If you don't dance tonight well, dance again during the day tomorrow. If you fail during the day, dance again tomorrow night. In short, dance for me and I'll finish."
While supplies last!!" Luo Cheng pushed Gong Si away roughly and jumped off the stage.
Gong Si looked at Luo Cheng's extremely angry back with a half-smile but not a smile.
What's wrong with her loving his power? Is this man so angry? He's so stingy that he doesn't love her for her fun value. They are equally equal and no one is any better.
Why is it that she is pitiful and pole dancing, but Luo Cheng is a spectator, so much easier than her?
The world is unfair. She also wants to be the powerful one. When she crosses her legs, pawns from all over the world will work for her. Poor Gong Si, Luo Cheng, who is like an emperor, why are these two talking so much?
Got together?
Gong Si let out a long and distant sigh, and continued to touch the steel pipe, "Alas..."
Luo Cheng turned around without leaving a trace, pretending not to hear the woman's long sigh.
A minute later, Gong Si let out a long sigh again: "Alas..."
Luo Cheng had no choice but to turn to another angle and continue to pretend not to hear.
"Oh, there is so much resentment in the ballroom." Gong Si sighed again, not forgetting to express her own sigh.
"If you dare to do it again, I'll sew your mouth shut and see what you do!" Luo Cheng glared at the woman. He knew how to do tricks all day long, but he was just punishing her by pole dancing. He still had the nerve to sigh after dancing like this.
