My wife is squeamish

Chapter 13 Proudly Stretch Your Small Chest

Gong Zhan's heart was beating violently, he touched the place where An Zhi kissed, he thought, he would not wash his face today, if possible, he would never want to wash his face again in his life.

So as not to wash away the traces of An Zhi's imprint on his face.

But, thinking about it in a blink of an eye, An Zhi will kiss him many times in the future.

Even if it is washed this time, there will be a next time.

"Little brother, you're blushing, blushing." An Zhi grasped his right index finger with her soft little hand, and smiled shyly, her little face flushed with powder.

"Oh, no, it's nothing, brother is too hot."

For the first time, Gong Zhan realized what it means to have a thunderous heartbeat.

An Zhi looked at him, blinked Heishuishui's big eyes, stretched his slightly cool hands, and put them on Gong Zhan's cheeks, and said softly, "Still, are you still hot?"

"It's not hot anymore, thank you An Zhi."

Gong Zhan held her little hand, leaned forward, and kissed her powdery cheek.

"Little, little brother." An Zhi lowered his head shyly, wrapped his arms around his arms, and said in a childish voice, "Hug, hug Zhizhi."

The soft and waxy tone tinged with coquettishness.

Gong Zhan's heart sank when he heard this, he hugged An Zhi, and said to Bai Chi and the servant who had just put down their luggage, "Just put your things here, you go out, you are not needed here."

Bai Chi hesitated for a moment, then said respectfully, "Master, why don't I stay and help clean up?"

It doesn't seem good to let the young master stay here to pack his things. He shouldn't have done these things.

Gong Zhan gave him a cold look, without any fluctuations in his tone, "No need, let's go out."

"Yes."

Bai Chi didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and left the room with the servant.

An Zhi looked at the luggage on the ground, and suddenly kicked his leg, "Little brother, let it go, let Zhizhi go."

"what happened?"

Gong Zhan bent down and put her down, keeping his eyes on her all the time.

With short legs, An Zhi ran to a caramel-colored suitcase, opened the zipper, buried his head in it, rummaged through it for a long time, and found a photo album with a beautiful cover from the bottom.

Holding Teng Teng Teng in front of Gong Zhan, tilting his head up, his round almond eyes watery, he handed him the photo album, "Little, little brother, Zhizhi, Zhizhi's photo."

Gong Zhan's eyes lit up, he reached out to take it, hugged An Zhi with one hand, sat on the bed, then opened the photo album, the first thing he saw was a small white dumpling.

He is wearing a pink dress with bunny ears on his head.

A pair of dark almond eyes, full of aura, seem to be able to speak.

"Is this Xiao Anzhi?"

Gong Zhan caressed the photo fondly, bowed his head to ask An Zhi, with a gentle expression.

An Zhi is nestled in his arms, and in her own arms, with a little brown bear in her arms, which Gong Zhan gave her just now, and she doesn't want to let go after holding it in her arms.

Listening to Gong Zhan talking to her, she followed his finger to look over, nodded, and proudly puffed out her small chest, "Yeah, this is Zhizhi, brother, brother took this picture for Zhizhi."

"Why didn't your parents take pictures for you?"

"Well, Papa and Mama are very, very busy, very busy, Zhizhi is rare, see them."

An Zhi tugged at the bear's ears, pouted his bright red mouth, and said sullenly.

She hasn't seen Papa Mama for a long, long time.

If it wasn't for her brother to show her the photos, she would have almost forgotten what she looks like.

Gong Zhan recalled what Gong Moyun told him before, that An Zhi was brought up by Xu Anchen, their parents were doing scientific research, and they went home less than twice a year.

In this way, An Zhi really rarely sees them.

(End of this chapter)