My wife is squeamish

Chapter 804 I used to make my little brother angry, how did I coax him [one more]

Compared to Bellamy and the others, Anzhi was obviously in a worse situation.

Along the way, Gong Zhan kept a sullen face and didn't speak. No matter how An Zhi coaxed him, he didn't respond, and didn't even look at her.

Anzhi has been the closest person since he woke up until now.

When he didn't speak, she immediately panicked, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and acted pitifully, "I really didn't mean to lie to you, little brother, just talk to me."

"..."

Gong Zhan has made up his mind to teach her a lesson, how could he talk to her so soon.

What's more, he was really angry.

Seeing that he still didn't speak, An Zhi pursed her lips, feeling aggrieved but didn't know what to do. In this short memory, the little brother had never treated her like this.

After getting home.

Gong Zhan went upstairs on his own.

Anzhi was left alone, watching eagerly from the bottom of the stairs.

When the butler came out from behind, he was taken aback by the makeup on An Zhi's face. He pointed at her face and asked inexplicably, "Miss, what are you doing here?"

"I went to the bar, what's the matter, is there a problem?" An Zhi put his hands on his hips, with thick smoky makeup.

Coupled with a miniskirt, it looks like a non-mainstream dress of a rebellious girl. As an elder, I feel a headache after watching too much.

"No problem, but you'd better go and wash your face." The housekeeper almost didn't dare to look at her face, okay, insisted on making it like that.

An Zhi touched her face, and then remembered that her makeup hadn't been removed yet.

Hurry up and run upstairs.

Rushing into the bedroom, Gong Zhan was not in the room, she searched for a long time in the dressing cabinet before realizing that the makeup remover was in the bathroom, and ran to the bathroom again.

Seeing herself in the mirror, she suddenly felt a little unacceptable. How did she feel that this makeup looked good.

I don't understand.

An Zhi picked up the makeup remover and removed the makeup.

After recovering her white and tender appearance, she took a shower again, changed her clothes, and put on her pajamas.

But the person who blew her hair was not there.

An Zhi squatted on the ground, took out the hair dryer from the drawer, and just as he took it out, the phone rang.

The caller ID is Fang Jing.

Seeing this name, she thought of how she almost died lying on the bed last night, and hung up angrily.

But after a while, it rang again.

Hang up again, then ring again, quite a swearing-in attitude.

An Zhi took a deep breath, and answered, "Why are you so annoying, I don't even want to answer your call if I don't see it, you still call."

"Hey, it seems that those few short videos last night were really effective." Fang Jing laughed triumphantly over there, obviously on purpose.

An Zhi's face flushed, "Shut up and tell me, what's the matter with calling me?"

"Oh, tsk tsk, I found out that after you lost your memory, you became less gentle than before. You used to be very gentle. What's wrong?" Fang Jing's tone was full of doubts.

An Zhi's eyes widened on the other side, and he asked tentatively, "I used to be very gentle, how gentle was it?"

"It's the kind that is very gentle, never speaks loudly, and never becomes angry with embarrassment." Fang Jing said seriously.

An Zhi was dubious, "Then I was bullied to death by you?"

"Of course not, who dares to bully you." Fang Jing smiled, "You have such a good little brother, whoever bullies you will be unlucky."

"Yes, is that so, then, let me ask you something, how did I coax my little brother when I made him angry?" An Zhi suddenly had doubts about himself.

(End of this chapter)