My wife is squeamish

Chapter 691 Loving Mother and Lost Children

Speaking of this, An Zhi was happy.

She told him triumphantly, "I don't need to pay this week, I'm talking about publishing, and I can only continue after the publisher confirms it."

"Why didn't I know about this?" Gong Zhan frowned.

"This is my business, why should I let you know?" An Zhi blinked mischievously, pretending to be puzzled.

Gong Zhan couldn't help laughing, "The studio is mine now, as the boss, shouldn't you discuss it with me first, huh?"

"It's a trivial matter. The editor-in-chief can make the decision and tell you what to do."

In fact, according to the procedures, they were supposed to greet Gong Zhan in advance, but An Zhi stopped them halfway to prevent them from telling the little brother.

Mainly to surprise him.

However, now that she has changed her mind, she can't let the little brother feel that this is a surprise.

Gong Zhan knew her so well that he could tell what she was up to at a glance.

Sitting on the sofa, he pretended to be angry and said, "It seems that I have to find a way to remind them a little bit, so that they know who they should listen to."

"Don't, little brother, I didn't want them to tell you on purpose, I just wanted to surprise you." An Zhi hurriedly lay on top of him.

Press him down, for fear that he will really call.

Wen Xiangnunyu was in his arms, and Gong Zhan was in a good mood, but he didn't show it on his face, and said with a bad taste, "Why do I feel that surprise is greater than surprise."

"No, no, it's an illusion, it's a surprise." An Zhi pressed him firmly, no matter what part he used to press.

Gong Zhan put his arms around her waist and pushed her forward, "Really."

"Yeah, yes." An Zhi didn't realize it, she put her head on the crescent of his neck, and rubbed her hard, coquettishly.

"Okay, little brother believes in An Zhi." Gong Zhan lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "Are you still so busy at school today?"

"Well, our class is going to publish a blackboard newspaper, and we are still discussing what style to draw." Mentioning this, An Zhi couldn't help but sigh.

Gong Zhan listened, feeling very worried, "Are you tired?"

"It's very tiring. Several professors have assigned homework. It will be a semester soon. Universities in the United States are more tiring than high school."

If I knew it earlier, I would have gone abroad, which is a bit miserable.

University should not be enjoyed.

How come she is here, so pitiful, get busy.

I wish I could grow four arms so that I can share the pressure.

Gong Zhan's chin rested on her head, "Little guy, otherwise let's transfer to another school. My little brother will find you an easier school."

An Zhi looked up at him, and got out of his arms.

After looking at him seriously for a while, he pursed his small mouth, and after a few seconds, he said, "Little brother, have you heard a word before?"

"Well, what's the word?"

Gong Zhan raised his eyebrows, motioning for her to continue.

An Zhi moved his feet outside, with his toes pointing outward, "A loving mother is a failure."

After speaking, she swiped to stand up and jumped aside.

Really fast.

At first glance, I am afraid of death.

Gong Zhan had a headache, so he knew she must have nothing good to say, but the meaning was quite appropriate.

Slightly curling the corners of her lips, she waved to her, "That's right, come here, let's continue talking."

"Well, I won't go." An Zhi shook her head, she was not stupid.

Knowing that what he said was not a good thing, he rushed to find death.

"Little brother is not angry, and you are right, how could I be angry." Gong Zhan smiled gently, looking like a very good person.

But even so, she refused to go, "If you have something to say, just say it there, I won't go."

"Are you sure you can't come?"

Gong Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously preparing for the next move.

(End of this chapter)