877. Chapter 877 Do not recognize the marriage relationship 4
Gong Si squatted beside the desk and wanted to sneak away to the bathroom. She had just taken a few steps when a pair of man's long legs blocked her way. His joking voice sounded above her head: "Honey, what are you going to do?"
Where are you going? Are you going to dress up nicely to see me? "
Gong Si complained endlessly, wondering why Luo Cheng didn't call her Palace Reporter. Didn't this man always like to call her Palace Reporter?
Seeing Gong Si squatting on the ground like a kitten, Luo Cheng felt more and more interesting. He lifted the woman off the ground, patted the dust on her clothes, and said softly: "I still take time to accompany you in my busy schedule.
Before eating, should you give me something sweet first?"
He said and put his thin lips together, making it clear that he wanted this woman to kiss him on the mouth.
Gong Si saw everyone's expressions as if they were stuffed with duck eggs. She pushed away Luo Cheng's face and said seriously: "Mr. Luo, I happen to have something to report to you at work. Mr. Luo, please come here."
She said and rushed out of the office. There was no movement behind her. She quietly looked back, only to see Luo Cheng was stunned in place, looking at her with a half-smile, wondering if he was planning something.
She had no choice but to turn back to Luo Cheng and said with a smile on her face: "Isn't Mr. Luo very busy? Time should be precious, shouldn't we seize it now?"
At the moment, she didn't care that many people were watching, so she simply took the man's arm and left the office.
This time, Luo Cheng didn't confront her and let her drag him out of the office.
When there was no one around, Luo Cheng's face gradually darkened, and he stared at Gong Si fiercely: "Are you trying to hide the fact that you are my wife from the world?!"
Do you dare to love this woman without having to explain to the world when she abandons him in the future? If you don’t wipe your mouth after eating, then throw it away after you’re done with him. Is this a wishful thinking of this woman?
Gong Si pulled Luo Cheng up the stairs. She looked around furtively to make sure no one was eavesdropping, then lowered her voice and replied: "I can't help it. If we tell about our relationship, what do you think the colleagues at the magazine will think?
Me? I will only be able to make vases in the magazine from now on. This is not my wish."
"Comrade Gong Si, you have to know that hiding the fact that you are married is very irresponsible to me! Could it be that they know you are my wife, and they dare to look down on you?" Luo Cheng said to Gong.
Si asked angrily.
"It's not to show my shame, but it's just that you don't dare to offend me. Anyway, you can make up your own mind. If you let them know that I'm married to you, I won't be able to work in the magazine anymore. You can do whatever you want."
Gong Si said and went downstairs first.
Luo Cheng glared at Gong Si's back. There was a little one at home who was causing trouble for him, and the older one didn't give him any sense of security. He always felt that he had failed as a parent. Women and children did not treat him as a parent.
Look, it makes him depressed.
"Husband, at worst, I'll punish you however you want when you get home. Don't be angry, okay?" Gong Si took Luo Cheng's hand and coquettishly coquettishly spoke to him.
Luo Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he almost couldn't hold himself back, and kissed Gong Si on the lips. Unexpectedly, the woman easily broke away and walked briskly downstairs.
He hurriedly followed and said: "Run slower, don't fall."
Fortunately, he can still run despite his age, but he is afraid that he will not be able to keep up with the pace of women.
I'm afraid that no matter how many years I get older, the woman will be as young as yesterday, but he will be too old to chase her. What should I do?
Luo Cheng, who was in a complicated mood, caught up with Gong Si as soon as possible and took her to have a feast before returning to the company with satisfaction.
