"It's too late for me to hate someone named Mi, how could I like her?" An Ran looked innocent.
He couldn't figure out why Luo Cheng and Gong Si were angry at each other and thought he was having an affair with Mi Xiaojia. Even if Mi Xiaojia took off her clothes and just threw herself into his arms, he wouldn't be able to have the slightest desire for the person named Mi.
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"It's best if you don't like her. Stay away from Mi Xiaojia in the future." Luo Cheng said and went to the bedroom door, with a smile on his face, and said in a good voice: "Reporter Palace, open the door, I have already taught An Ran a lesson, he
Swear to me not to provoke Mi Xiaojia..."
An Ran looked at Luo Cheng with cold eyes and sang to himself. How could he have sworn anything? The man named Luo did everything he could to please Gong Si and actually used him to make a fuss.
"I have no choice but to stay away from her. Not only is she my personal sweetheart, she also lives under the same roof with me. I can't see her without looking up. Because of that dead woman, I haven't tried Wenxiang Nephrite for a long time.
It feels so good to be pregnant." An Ran leaned against the wall and complained to Luo Cheng with a long sigh.
For a playboy like him who likes to pick flowers, it would be a miracle if he didn't pick flowers for a day, but he actually hasn't been in Wenrou Township for several months, which is very abnormal.
Luo Cheng pretended not to hear An Ran's complaints and continued to knock on the door, saying angrily: "Dear, open the door. Is it okay if I was wrong? At worst, you will punish me by kneeling on the washboard..."
An Ran, who was lamenting and sighing, laughed out loud when he heard this. It was hard to imagine the spectacular scene of kneeling on the washboard in Luocheng.
The palace reporter is a mature woman, how could she play such a trick with Luo Cheng?
At this moment, the bedroom door suddenly opened, revealing Gong Si's delicate little face.
She looked at Luo Cheng suspiciously and raised her lips coldly: "Are you sure you kneel down on the washboard and admit your mistake?!"
Luo Cheng nodded seriously: "Yes, but we don't have a washboard at home, so there's no need to kneel down!"
"If you don't have a washboard, just use other tools instead." Gong Si said with a squinted smile that made Luo Cheng's heart hang in the air.
No, are you really going to make him kneel?! Cold sweat broke out on Luo Cheng's cheeks, and he suddenly felt that this home was not a place for human beings. The family law was too strict, and the women were too powerful.
"Luo Cheng, you're dead!" An Ran was gloating at the sidelines, crossing his legs to watch the fun, waiting to see Luo Cheng be punished.
Gong Si waved her hand and pointed to the stone steps at the entrance of the hall: "Go and kneel there, it's more comfortable than kneeling on the washboard."
Luo Cheng glanced at the stone steps, then at Gong Si with a stern face, and muttered: "I'm sure Reporter Gong is joking!"
Gong Si looked at Luo Cheng with cold eyes and said nothing. Small sweat broke out on Luo Cheng's forehead again. Finally, the woman said lightly: "The most unreliable animal in the world is a man!"
After she finished speaking, she returned to the bedroom and closed the door hard.
Luocheng complained endlessly, blaming himself for making women angry by talking nonsense. The most irritating thing was the playboy who was laughing so hard at the side. He was in pain, which obviously made An Ran very excited.
"Luo Cheng, you have today too!!" An Ran put her long legs on the coffee table, like a big man: "Let's make lunch, I'm hungry."
Luo Cheng sat stunned on the sofa for a while, then raised his eyebrows: "That's right, Reporter Palace will always be hungry when she is hungry, and she will definitely go out for lunch. I will cook, and I will make a sumptuous lunch."
After he finished speaking, he rushed into the kitchen, and An Ran stared at Luo Cheng's back in stunned silence...
