Is it raining red? Is this still the chauvinist Los Angeles? Luocheng used to be a non-marriage person. If he is asked to enter the kitchen, it will cost his life. If he is asked to apologize to a woman, it is better to just do it directly
It was so easy to kill him, how could he be enslaved by Gong Si into such a virtuous person now?
An Ran followed him to the kitchen uncertainly, and saw Luo Cheng humming a little tune while chopping vegetables, enjoying himself. Judging from his chopping style, it was not something he could develop in a day or two.
Luo Cheng spent nearly an hour cooking a sumptuous lunch, including six dishes and one soup.
An Ran immediately sat down at the dining table and wanted to try Luo Cheng's cooking skills. He had been friends with Luo Cheng for so many years and had never had the opportunity to try his cooking skills. Of course, he wanted to know if the dishes cooked by Luo Cheng could be eaten.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he picked up the chopsticks, Luo Cheng shouted sharply: "The reporter is not allowed to eat before he comes out!"
"She won't be able to come out for a while, let's eat first." An Ran didn't take it seriously. Unexpectedly, a chopstick from Luocheng came over and hit the back of his hand.
An Ran didn't dare to move anymore and stared at the table of dishes eagerly, waiting for Gong Si to come out of her boudoir.
Unexpectedly, we have been waiting for more than an hour, and there is no sign of Gong Si coming out. Although Luo Cheng has good things to say, Gong Si does not come out of the bedroom.
But An Ran was miserable. If he had known this, he would just eat some outside.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Mi Xiaojia returned to Luozhai. As soon as she saw the food on the table, she pounced on it: "It's better, Si, knowing that I'm going to starve to death, left so much food for me!"
As soon as she said this, the two handsome guys sitting at the dining table looked at her with vicious murderous eyes.
"What are you doing? Is there any poison in the food?!" Mi Xiaojia put down the bowl and chopsticks politely and asked in a low voice.
"Mi Xiaojia, go and ask my wife to come out of the room. Because of you, she hasn't had lunch yet." Luo Cheng was also very hungry and his speech was a little unclear.
Hearing this, Mi Xiaojia knocked on the bedroom door doubtfully: "Si, I'm so hungry, can I have lunch?"
Gong Si, who was catching up on her sleep, heard Mi Xiaojia's voice and stood up. She asked sleepily: "Have you found the house?"
"We have an idea, but the rent is a bit expensive, so I have to think about it again." Mi Xiaojia replied with a smile, and sat down with Gong Si.
The two women were eating, talking and laughing, completely ignoring the two men next to them.
That night, Mi Xiaojia slept in Luo Zhai, and naturally squeezed into the same bed with Gong Si. Seeing this, An Ran simply squeezed into the same bed with Luo Cheng, which made Luo Cheng feel cold.
After careful consideration, Mi Xiaojia made a decision on Sunday and decided to rent the house he had chosen yesterday and move into his new home on the same day.
Gong Si helped her move as a matter of course. She and Mi Xiaojia worked hard all day, and even stayed in Mi Xiaojia's new house for one night that night. It wasn't until Mi Xiaojia had to go to work the next day that Luo Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.
"Honey, you can hit or scold me, but don't ignore me. I haven't talked to you for 40 hours." When Mi Xiaojia went to work, Luo Cheng couldn't wait to take Gong Si back to Luozhai.
He was afraid that Gong Si would fall in love with Mi Xiaojia's new residence and move out of Luo Residence. How miserable would that be for him?
After getting in the car, Gong Si closed her eyes and rested herself. Luo Cheng talked a lot, but Gong Si still didn't answer a word.
Luocheng came to a sudden stop, and Gong Si, who closed her eyes and was concentrating, felt the momentum even though she was wearing a seat belt, and her body leaned forward uncontrollably, narrowly missing the tip of her nose.
