My wife is squeamish

Chapter 1048 Palace battle, "..."

Gong Zhan sat by the bed, holding her shoulders, trying to make her turn around, "Okay, little brother, I won't tease you, I just washed my hands, and the water is clean."

She was sweating just now, if she didn't drink some water.

It's easy to get sick.

An Zhi moved his body and refused to turn around, "I don't want it."

"If you're disobedient, little brother won't be polite." Gong Zhan threatened her, and stretched out his hand to pull the quilt on her body.

One wants to repeat what just happened.

In terms of the bed-things, An Zhi couldn't provoke him, pouted and turned around obediently.

Gong Zhan helped her up and fed her a half cup.

He helped her wipe off the drops of water seeping from the corner of her mouth, "Do you want to drink some more?"

"No more." An Zhi shook his head and pushed his hand away.

Gong Zhan put the cup on the table, and as soon as he turned around, a pair of soft little hands hugged his waist, "Little brother, are you going back tomorrow?"

An Zhi's reluctant voice rang in his ears.

Gong Zhan turned around and patted the back of her head, "I won't go back tomorrow. I've dealt with the more important matters of the company recently, and the rest can be operated remotely."

"Then you must be exhausted today. It's my fault that I keep getting you into trouble." An Zhi puffed up his cheeks.

I feel so useless.

It's fine if I can't share my worries for my little brother, but when he is so busy, I come here to accompany her specially.

"So, An Zhi has to make up for my little brother." Gong Zhan kissed her forehead, a hint of calculation flashed in his eyes.

"How to make up for it? Tell me, I will try my best to do what I can." An Zhi raised his chin slightly.

I feel like I still have some skills.

Gong Zhan stroked her abdomen with his big hand, "You must be able to do this, that is, let's have a baby."

As he spoke, he pressed her down violently.

He couldn't bear it any longer, a piece of delicious meat was dangling in front of his eyes for so long.

Just now he helped Anzhi relieve Gu Qianhuo.

Now it's his turn.

"Hey, didn't you say it's time to sleep?" An Zhi was taken aback, and subconsciously reached out to pat him on the back.

Struggling not to let him tear the quilt off his body.

But when Gong Zhanlang turns into a wolf, no one can control him, let alone someone like An Zhi, who is small and weak.

There was no way she could break free from his grasp.

After biting the prey, Gong Zhan struck very fast.

On the other hand, An Zhi is a person with no principles, and she likes to enjoy herself, so she soon fell into the trap of her struggle just now.

It's like playing around.

this one night.

Neither of them had a good rest.

An Zhi was so tired that he didn't even bother to lift his fingers. He closed his eyes, lay down, and fell asleep.

She didn't even know when Gong Zhan carried her to wash up.

Early the next morning.

Everyone in the Mu family got up, except for Xiao Anzhi.

Grandpa Mu asked worriedly, "What about An Zhi, you haven't woken up yet, did you get sick last night?"

Because of this, he didn't sleep well all night.

Gong Zhan sat beside him, served a bowl of porridge for the old man, and said, "Grandpa, An Zhi is not sick, he is just sleeping."

"It's this time, why are you still sleeping? Could it be that you are uncomfortable?" Grandpa Mu was still worried.

Get up and want to go up to see her.

Gong Zhan pulled him back, "Grandpa, An Zhi usually sleeps like this, she likes to stay in bed, I will bring breakfast up later, and wake her up by the way."

"Really?" Grandpa Mu looked at the time, and couldn't help frowning again.

There were already creases all over his face, but now that he was wrinkled like this, it appeared more.

Gong Zhan couldn't bear to watch it, but he couldn't be allowed to go up. He knew why Anzhi hadn't gotten up yet.

If he went up and saw something he shouldn't have seen, it would irritate his old man.

That would be a great sin.

Seeing Gong Zhan winking at her, Mrs. Mu quickly said, "Dad, Gong Zhan loves her more than us. If she is sick, how can he sit here so peacefully?"

Grandpa Mu looked down at Gong Zhan, who was not flustered at all, and nodded, "That's true, as long as it's okay."

"Well, grandpa, hurry up and eat." Gong Zhan heaved a sigh of relief.

After the whole family finished breakfast, Gong Zhan brought the breakfast prepared by the servant to An Zhi.

The little guy hasn't woken up yet.

Curling up, the person didn't fall to the ground today, but the quilt fell off.

Probably a little cold.

That's why the posture is so weird.

Gong Zhan picked up the quilt on the ground, put it on a chair beside him, found a spare one from the closet, and covered her up.

Feeling the soft quilt, Anzhi rubbed her head on the pillow vigorously.

Satisfied, he snorted and fell into a deeper sleep.

Gong Zhan poked her soft face with his hand, "Little guy, get up and have breakfast."

"Hmm~"

An Zhi hugged the quilt and turned over, trying to avoid the disturbing sound and continue to sleep soundly.

Gong Zhan knew she was tired, but she couldn't do without breakfast.

So, I can only force her to get up.

An Zhi, who was half asleep and half awake, sat in front of the chair and looked at the breakfast on the table.

No appetite at all.

This is not like her usual.

"Anzhi, why don't you eat it? Are you feeling unwell?" Gong Zhan asked worriedly.

She is a person who can eat a large bowl of porridge even when she is sick, and it is not enough. Her appetite has always been good.

Never had a problem.

Refusing to eat is a rare thing.

Once it happens, it must be a big deal.

An Zhi looked up, looking listless, and poked the fans in front of him with his chopsticks, "No meat, and no soy sauce."

Gong Zhan, "..."

Is that why she refuses to eat breakfast?
"It's true that there's no meat, little brother, look, there's no egg." An Zhi thought that Gong Zhan didn't believe her, so he used chopsticks.

Turn a small plate of vermicelli over and over again.

Fans without meat can be called vermicelli, porridge is also plain porridge.

Obviously it was for meat before,

An Zhi was very dissatisfied.

Gong Zhan had a headache, it's not that he didn't believe An Zhi's words, after all, it was clear at a glance what was in the fans in front of him.

In addition, the fans who ate downstairs today did not put meat or eggs.

Relatively light.

But the taste is still good.

But he almost forgot that the little guy couldn't see the meat, so he couldn't eat it. No matter how good the taste was, it would turn bad in her mouth.

Because there is no meat.

She is so stubborn sometimes.

"Then what should I do, let the kitchen cook it for you again, huh?" Gong Zhan raised his eyebrows.

"Is this going to be bad?" An Zhi asked cautiously.

"What do you think?"

"I don't think it's very good, forget it, I'll just eat like this."

An Zhi thought about it, and decided to eat it.

After all, it's not on my own territory. Letting the kitchen redo seems to be a bit of a temper tantrum, and people will have opinions.

Anyway, the palace battle is hers, so she wants to redo the kitchen.

He has no problem either.

(End of this chapter)