My wife is squeamish

Chapter 12 Softer Than Jelly
Xu Anchen always thought that the playhouse that Gong Zhan talked about was the kind that children usually play, and he wanted to laugh at him.

Unexpectedly, his so-called play house.

It was to move An Zhi's luggage from his house to Gong's house.

For this reason, he protested for a long time.

But no one paid him any attention.

Especially the heartless Xiao Anzhi, who was very excited about living with Gong Zhan in the future.

The elbow turned hard to the outside.

In fact, Gong Zhan had secretly prepared An Zhi's room early in the morning, which was next to his bedroom, and it was all changed according to An Zhi's wishes.

"An Zhi, my brother will show you the new room, okay?" Gong Zhan squatted on the ground, looking at the little An Zhi.

An Zhi's big eyes were shining brightly, and his little head nodded quickly, and said sweetly, "Okay, little brother, give me a hug."

"Anzhi, I'm telling you..."

Xu Anchen wanted to make trouble again, but the outcome was the same as before. Before he could finish speaking, he was strangled by his sassy girlfriend and dragged away abruptly.

She does this trick every time, but he can only accept it every time.

Watching his brother being dragged away by his sister, An Zhi nestled in Gong Zhan's arms, tilted his head, and pressed his white and tender little index finger to his lips, "Brother, what are you doing?"

"He's playing with his sister, we don't care about him, let's go up and see the new room." Gong Zhan hugged An Zhi in his arms, and gently touched her forehead.

The older brother only played with the older sister, which made An Zhi very dissatisfied. She pouted her bright red lips, put her arms around Gong Zhan's neck, and nodded, "Well, Zhizhi, Zhizhi plays with the little brother, no, don't want the big brother gone."

Gong Zhan, who successfully sowed discord, was very satisfied with the result, and his expression became more gentle, "Okay, we won't play with him."

With that said, he hugged An Zhi and walked upstairs.

Bai Chi, who arranged for a servant to carry the luggage, took a deep look at his young master's back. How could he be so dark at such a young age?

he thought.

Knowing that An Zhi likes caramel color, Gong Zhan asked people to change the whole room's furnishings. The bed sheets, quilt covers, curtains, and lampshades were all caramel color.

Not only that, there are six or seven little brown bears that An Zhi likes on the windowsill.

Gong Zhan originally planned to change the entire room into caramel color, including the wardrobe, but then he thought about it.

Caramel is darker in color.

If all of them were replaced with it, it would make the room darker, so in some places, he switched to white that An Zhi could barely accept.

Alternately, I saw that the room brightened a lot.

Anzhi Heishuishui's big eyes were shining brightly, and he kicked his legs, "Little brother, come down."

Gong Zhan smiled and put her on the ground. An Zhi, who was still wearing caramel-colored clothes today, threw herself on the soft bed.

Mixed with the bed.

If it wasn't for her black hair, she might not even be able to find where she was.

An Zhi kicked on the bed, got up again with a bang, ran to the window sill, and buried his face in the little brown bear.

With a small face flushed with excitement, she turned around and waved at Gong Zhan, and said in a childlike voice, "Little, little brother, come, come."

She is calling for the palace war to pass.

Gong Zhan walked over with legs longer than Anzhi, squatted down and held her shoulders, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

His patience with An Zhi was unprecedented.

Even if she asked him to come over, just to say a word, he would be willing.

An Zhi chuckled, pouted, leaned over Gong Zhan's face, and imprinted a mark.

Her small mouth is soft.

Like jelly.

No, it was softer than the jelly he had eaten.

(End of this chapter)