My wife is squeamish

Chapter 603 Haven't Known Who I Am Yet?

She spoke too fast, but Gong Zhan really didn't notice anything wrong.

With gentle eyes, she leaned over and kissed her cheek, "Okay, next time you shout louder, my little brother will hear you."

"Yeah, I'm hungry, let's go eat." An Zhi quickly changed the subject.

Dreaming about things like Hess is a big taboo, so talk less and make mistakes.

It is right not to say.

Gong Zhan looked at her suspiciously, "Okay, go wash up, I'll find clothes for you."

"Hmm." An Zhi got out of bed, put on a coat and ran to the bathroom.

Gong Zhan found a set of casual clothes from the closet, took a coat, and put it on the chair.

Then fold the quilt.

So he went downstairs first, he wanted to see if dinner was ready.

When An Zhi comes down.

Gong Zhan sat on the main seat, waiting for her, "An Zhi, have you washed your hands yet?"

"It's done, what are you eating today?" An Zhi leaned over, before his butt touched the chair, his eyes were already glued to the dishes.

"It's all what you like." Gong Zhan said while filling the soup.

An Zhi took the bowl, immersed himself in the soup, and gurgled the bowl to the bottom.

Hiccupped, "It's delicious."

Gong Zhan glanced at her, then pushed the mixed rice over, "Eat slowly, don't eat too fast, you won't be able to digest it."

"Eating too fast has nothing to do with indigestion." An Zhi didn't understand, and asked without stopping.

"You swallowed it without chewing it, how could you digest it well." Gong Zhan said.

An Zhi nodded, "That's true."

Then, she slowed down and ate bit by bit, like picking up rice grains.

After finally eating a bowl of rice, she reached for the spoon again and wanted to drink soup.

Gong Zhan frowned and stopped her, "You've already had a bowl of drink just now, and you've eaten another bowl of rice, don't eat any more when you're full."

"But I still want soup." An Zhi's eyes were wet.

It seemed that if Gong Zhan didn't agree, he would be bullying her.

"Guy An Zhi, when you're making supper at night, I'll ask you to cook wontons in this soup, okay?" Gong Zhan let out a sigh of relief, stuffing her stomach too full.

Snacks, never take food into consideration.

An Zhi thought for a while, then reluctantly nodded, "Okay, but I need a whole bowl of wontons."

Most of her night snacks are these things, or dumplings or glutinous rice balls.

Otherwise, it is noodles, which are easy to digest.

But it's a limited supply.

"Okay, I'll let you eat a whole bowl." Gong Zhan was afraid that she would make a fuss, so he agreed to her first.

As for the so-called whole bowl, the size of the bowl is up to him.

...

Anzhi had homework today, so after dinner, he ran upstairs.

She is going to do her homework in the glass room.

As soon as the computer was put away, the phone rang, and she picked it up with some doubts and took a look.

Caller ID is an unfamiliar number.

Although An Zhi is a lively and talkative person, under Gong Zhan's intentional or unintentional interference, she actually doesn't have many friends.

This point will call her, and I can count on one finger.

Moreover, everyone she knew had notes.

There are no notes, so it's hard to guess.

After hesitating for a while, the other party was very patient and did not hang up the phone.

She picked it up too.

He has a nice male voice, but he speaks a foreign language and is fluent in it.

Must be an American.

And it sounds familiar.

The other party talked for a long time, but didn't hear An Zhi's answer, so he asked, "Little angel, haven't you figured out who I am?"

(End of this chapter)