My wife is squeamish

Chapter 795 Do you still remember our first time [Second Update]

Gong Zhan hugged her tightly, his heart throbbing, as if being grabbed by a pair of invisible hands, the pain was severe.

"It's okay, even if you don't remember, no one will blame you."

"But I want to remember." An Zhi's nose was sour, and she buried her face in his arms and cried.

Although he never said it, she saw it several times, saw him ask her something, when she said she couldn't remember.

Disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Probably before losing her memory, she really loved him.

Otherwise, how could just one look make her feel distressed.

Gong Zhan rested his chin on the top of her head and told her over and over again that it doesn't matter if he doesn't remember, "I will remember it one day. Don't think too much about it before your injury heals."

"Ah."

An Zhi cried for a while before stopping.

Gong Zhan patted her lightly, he regretted it, knowing that she had lost her memory, he shouldn't have kept asking her if she remembered, it was because he was too impatient.

He was afraid, afraid that Anzhi would not remember him, and afraid that she would be during her amnesia.

will fall in love with others.

So, he was in a hurry, and he always wanted her to remember quickly.

Put too much pressure on her.

I will not do it again.

He should have confidence in himself, even if An Zhi loses his memory, as long as he works harder to make her fall in love with him again, it will be all right.

"sorry."

Gong Zhan hugged An Zhi who was lying in his arms, tired from crying and drowsy, and said in a low voice.

"Humph~"

An Zhi's ears were itchy, and she rested her head on his chest, rubbing against him.

She could fall asleep just being half-embraced like this.

Because it's really sleepy.

After leaving the hospital, she was already sleepy after sitting in the car for so long.

Gong Zhan was amused by her displeased expression, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "Little pig, you are so sleepy."

With disgust in his mouth, he still bent down and picked him up.

Take it upstairs and put it on the bed in the bedroom.

Cover her with a quilt, and just sit on the edge of the bed, reading with a book.

Accompany Anzhi.

An Zhi slept very comfortably this time.

When she woke up, it was already evening, and today's sunset seemed to be congratulating her on her discharge from the hospital, dyeing half the sky red.

"woke up?"

Gong Zhan closed the book, turned slightly sideways, rested his chin with one hand, and looked at her leisurely.

An Zhi turned his head, blinked, looked around, and asked curiously, "Where am I?"

"This is the bedroom. We used to live in it." Gong Zhan pushed back the hair that was hanging on her chest, and touched her face.

An Zhi ducked, "Your hands are cold, did we sleep together before?"

How could she not believe it.

Gong Zhan narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows, "Why, you don't believe me?"

"No, I just find it strange that I used to be so open." They were not married yet, so they slept together.

Gong Zhan smiled, and said sincerely, "You suggested sleeping together. I didn't agree with it at the time, but you cried, made trouble, and hanged yourself. I had no choice but to agree."

Anzhi Yinghong's small mouth was slightly opened, and her eyes were wide open, "Are you serious, I, I proposed it?"

"Yes." Gong Zhan nodded, talking nonsense with his eyes open, without even a hint of guilt on his face.

"It seems that I really, really like you." An Zhi turned over and lay on the pillow, with red ears.

Ashamed of my former self.

Gong Zhan rolled his eyes, leaned his upper body gently on her back, leaned close to her ear, and asked, "I still remember the first time we..."

(End of this chapter)