My wife is squeamish

Chapter 742 My little brother made a mistake

He has already cleared away the obstacles that may be cleared.

Even Federline, who had died on that island, followed his laboratory.

So, what is the problem?
"Brother, I'm still here, what are you thinking?" An Zhi raised his hand in front of his eyes, his tone very dissatisfied.

He actually started to lose his mind when he picked her up.

She is already so unattractive, even if my little brother faces her, he will think of going somewhere else.

Gong Zhan came back to his senses and put her on the chair.

Mo Mo glanced at the table, "I was thinking, is this enough for you?"

"That's a little bit more, I'm not a rice bucket." An Zhi followed his gaze to look at the food on the table, pouted, feeling that he was despised.

Gong Zhan put the soup in front of her, stirred it with a spoon, and then handed it to her, "Okay, my little brother made a mistake, eat it quickly."

"Yeah, by the way, have you eaten yet?" An Zhi held a spoon and looked up at Gong Zhan while drinking.

"Not yet, after you finish eating, I'll go down to eat." Gong Zhan said, helped her mix the rice, pushed it over, and put it in her hand.

When she finished the soup, let her eat the meal.

An Zhi blinked, and complained a bit, "I don't need you to watch, you go down to eat first, I can eat by myself."

She only injured her foot, not her hand.

Small things like eating can still be done by yourself.

She couldn't bear to let her little brother go hungry for her.

"It's okay, the kitchen is not ready yet, eat quickly." Gong Zhan smiled and urged her to eat quickly, "It will be cold in a while."

"Okay." An Zhi heard that the kitchen wasn't ready yet.

The heart is much more relaxed first.

He quickly drank the soup, took the rice mixed with vegetable juice by Gong Zhan, and began to eat it with a grunt.

When she was hungry, she ate extremely fast.

Especially bibimbap.

Every time he watched her eat, Gong Zhan had the illusion that he was starving her, feeling that she was eating every meal as if it was the last one.

The existence of Gong Zhan does not affect An Zhi's eating speed.

The plates on the table gradually became empty at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Only the bottom is left, and there is a little soup.

"I'm full." An Zhi finished eating the last piece of meat and put down his chopsticks.

He patted his swollen belly and burped in satisfaction, his mouth was oily.

"Wipe your mouth, it's full of oil." Gong Zhan took out a tissue and handed it over.

An Zhitian leaned over with a sullen face, "Wipe it."

Gong Zhan was amused by her, "You, how lazy are you? I'm going to help you move the computer down later. It seems that you haven't handed in your sketches for this week."

"Hey, that's right, if you don't tell me, I'll forget about it." An Zhi patted his head before he remembered.

"Why did I forget again, I see you are very busy recently." Gong Zhan frowned, worried that what happened last time would happen again.

"I didn't think about it, of course it seems to be very idle." An Zhi puffed up his cheeks, "Help me move the computer down quickly, I should be able to keep up with painting now."

Gong Zhan frowned, but didn't say anything, just stood up, "Okay, I'll get it for you."

"Yeah, I'll wait for you." An Zhi was a little anxious.

She was so stupid, she had forgotten such a big thing.

After Gong Zhan moved the computer down, the table had been cleaned up, not only the plates and bowls were taken away, but also the soup splashed from the table.

They were all wiped clean.

But An Zhi still didn't want to draw on the table where she had eaten, and insisted that Gong Zhan carry her to the desk.

She likes it a little more there.

(End of this chapter)