My wife is squeamish

Chapter 565 Why Don't You Eat Me?

Gong Zhan hugged her and went upstairs directly.

He brought the person into the bedroom and pressed him directly on the bed.

He kissed a little eagerly.

As if eager to prove something, when he left, he sucked hard on the tip of her tongue and looked into her big obsidian-like eyes.

Full of tears.

Only let go.

An Zhi quickly covered his mouth, glared at him bitterly, and said in a low voice, "Little brother, you are too much, my tongue hurts to death."

"Really? Then you stick it out for me to have a look." Gong Zhan leaned in front of her and raised his eyebrows.

"No."

An Zhi shrinks back and avoids him, she is not stupid, if she stretches out, she might be bitten, and the pain will increase.

Isn't it worse?

Shrinking, the more An Zhi thought about it, the more he felt that he would be bitten.

Quickly retract yourself into the bed.

Hide it.

"Pfft~" Gong Zhan couldn't help laughing when he saw her looking like an enemy.

An Zhi covered the quilt and glared at him, "Don't laugh, I knew you would definitely bring me back if you insisted on bringing me back, heh heh."

"Oh, don't do good things? Then tell me, why don't I do good things, huh?" Gong Zhan moved forward and reached out to pull her quilt.

An Zhi held on to a corner of the quilt tightly, not letting him snatch it, "How do I know what you want to do, let go of my quilt, little brother, it hurts you scratching it."

"..."

Does the quilt hurt too?

"Let go." An Zhi was still trying to grab the quilt back.

Gong Zhan simply lifted the corner of the quilt, slipped in himself, and stretched out his hand to pull her clothes...

The two instantly rolled into a ball under the blanket.

The atmosphere in the room gradually heated up.

A hot and ambiguous breath flowed through the room.

A sweet voice echoed in the room...

But Gong Zhan didn't make it to the last step after all, he just borrowed her hand to use it, and then let her go.

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An Zhi rolled up the quilt and sat cross-legged on the bed in disheveled clothes.

With a dignified face, her delicate brows were tightly frowned, she was holding the quilt with her small hands, her eyes were a little red, and her eyes were wet.

Of course, not sad.

It was normal physiological tears, which were accidentally squeezed out when I was comfortable just now.

Sitting on the bed for a long time, I didn't want to understand.

She just fumbled on the bed, took out her cell phone, sniffed, and called Fang Jing without looking at the time.

It rang for a long time before someone answered.

As soon as she picked it up, she immediately became angry, "I said big sister, why don't you check the time on the phone, I'm still sleeping, my dear."

"Hey, it's just getting dark, why are you sleeping?" An Zhi pretended to be stupid.

"You're fine, tell me what's the matter?" Fang Jing was woken up by her, so she didn't sleep at all, and was going to listen to her call in the morning.

What is the matter.

An Zhi smacked his lips, told her about his situation, and then said, "Quiet, tell me, my little brother doesn't like me that much at all, otherwise, how could he not even want the meat of his mouth. "

She didn't understand why they didn't eat her.

"Oh, you still know the meat of your mouth, but I think it's not that he doesn't like you, but he likes you too much, so he can't do anything."

Fang Jing is a clever bystander, and after a little thought, she knows what's going on.

But An Zhi didn't understand, "I like it so much that I can't do it. What's the reason? He didn't mean to hurt me."

"He is afraid of hurting you. Brother Zhan is a cautious person. Anyway, you can bear with it. If you want, ask, don't, you know what you want."

Fang Jing clicked his tongue twice and hung up the phone with a click.

Let An Zhi have something to say, but nothing to say.

The angry face turned red.

(End of this chapter)