My wife is squeamish

Chapter 57 Dispute
When the palace war came, the room booked by the crew seemed crowded, and he was also reluctant to let An Zhi live in such a small place.

You can't run very far, so in the afternoon, someone changed the booking of the presidential suite, so that An Zhi can have fun in it.

Because the presidential suite is the kind of two bedrooms and two living rooms.

In order not to waste, so, Gong's mother also moved in.

An Zhi's whole person has changed since his little brother came, and he happily ran around the room on his short legs.

From time to time, he threw himself into Gong Zhan's arms and rolled.

Gong's mother silently watched An Zhi acting like a baby in Gong Zhan's arms, and suddenly missed her husband very much, if Gong Qiao was here.

She can also nestle in his arms and watch TV instead of eating dog food here silently. Next time, she should stop quarreling and just go back and make up.

An Zhi didn't know that because of her relationship, a family conflict was successfully resolved.

"An Zhi, Mama is going to the set this afternoon, do you want to go with me?" Mama Gong was like a big bad wolf coaxing Little Red Riding Hood.

"The crew, where is it?" An Zhi held up her tender little hand and asked Gong Zhan to cut her nails, facing Mama Gong with a dazed expression.

Mama Gong thought for a while and said, "The crew is a very fun place, and there will be many little brothers and sisters this time."

"I know I have a little brother." An Zhi hurriedly hugged Gong Zhan's waist, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Gong Zhan rubbed her little head, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "An Zhi is good, my little brother won't leave, it's always been yours, come on, let go, your nails haven't been trimmed yet."

"Whether you go or not, it's all mine." An Zhi chuckled, loosened his waist, and stretched out his little hand.

Mama Gong covered her face, fell down on the sofa, sat up suddenly, and continued to lure and abduct like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, "An Zhi, the little brother and the little sister are different from this little brother. You're playing, doesn't Anzhi want to have good friends?"

"Mummy, you know that I'm enough." The corners of Gong Zhan's originally curved lips were slightly pulled down a lot, and his eyes were unhappy.

Mama Gong stretched out a finger and waved it, "No, no, Anzhi is not your personal property, she should have her own circle of friends."

"Anzhi, she likes to be with me." Gong Zhan's last bit of patience was exhausted.

"Gong Zhan, these are two different things."

Mama Gong has always known that her son is possessive, and that no one else is allowed to touch his things, but she never expected that he would even want to restrict An Zhi's right to make friends.

Gong Zhan's ink-like eyes were stained with a hint of depth, "Mum, in my opinion, this is the same thing. You don't need to try your best to make An Zhi make friends, she doesn't like it."

"Otherwise, let's make a bet, if An Zhi likes to make friends, you are not allowed to interfere in this matter." Mama Gong lowered her face, as if she was bound to make decisions for An Zhi.

As the protagonist in this dispute, An Zhi didn't quite understand the content of their conversation, but she saw that her little brother and Ma Ma both got serious.

I also imitated their appearance and tried hard to put on a small face.

Keep your back straight.

"An Zhi, pfft..." Mama Gong looked at her, couldn't help it, and almost failed, "Cough, let's go to the set with Ma Ma today."

"Is little brother going too?" An Zhi raised his head.

Gong Zhan lowered his head to help her fix the last nail, pinched her fingertips, "I won't go, little brother, I have something to do in the afternoon, An Zhi will go with Ma Ma, okay?"

"Well, okay, okay." An Zhi was a little reluctant.

(End of this chapter)