My wife is squeamish

Chapter 83 An Zhi's Friend

Gong Zhan stood on the window, his black eyes scanned the classroom, and found An Zhi who was obediently sitting by the window, listening to Chen Jing's class meeting with a serious face.

It's not noisy, it seems that it has adapted to the environment here.

While he was happy, he was also a little bit disappointed—has he gotten used to it a little too quickly? He was noisy and noisy, and he hugged his thigh and refused to let him go?

Sure enough, netizens are liars.

Fortunately, before he came, he secretly searched for 'Guidelines for sending children to school for the first time', but nothing was accurate.

"What are you still doing standing here, you don't have to go to class?" Gong Baba suddenly appeared behind him, curled up her fingers, and tapped her son's head.

Gong Zhan turned his head, glared at him boldly, straightened his collar, "Got it, I'll go back right away."

"Wait." Gong Baba suddenly grabbed his arm again, and pointed to the class sign on it, "This should be the big class, right? Didn't I ask you to take An Zhi to the middle class?"

"She likes this place. If you want to take her to the big class, you can tell her yourself." Gong Zhan broke free from his grasp, and walked quickly away from the kindergarten.

Gong Qiao glanced at An Zhi who was sitting obediently through the window. Thinking of her petty temper, she immediately dismissed the idea of ​​persuading her to go to the middle shift.

After all, if An Zhi gets angry, even the palace war can't be handled, let alone him.

……

An Zhi met several friends in kindergarten, and the one with whom she has the best relationship so far is her classmate, Fang Jing.

A girl with a doll haircut and a round face.

One year older than Anzhi.

She was promoted from the middle class to the big class, and she was very familiar with this school, and she took An Zhi to recognize this and that all day long.

At lunch, she helped An Zhi eat her least favorite carrot.

However, An Zhi also helped her eat celery, which she disliked the most.

The friendship between these two people is on the rise.

When school was over, Gong Zhan came directly from the elementary school, but there was a follower behind him, the kind who talked a lot.

Zhang Feichen knew that An Zhi was going to school today, so he insisted on coming over to say hello to her, but Gong Zhan refused to let him, so he followed behind him.

While nagging, he kept up with his pace.

Since the incident at the Lin family last time, he has no hostility towards Gong Zhan, and treats him like a brother to himself.

After all, he helped An Zhi, and Gong Zhan's attitude towards him was much better than before.

At least, not completely ignoring him.

"Hey, is that Anzhi?" Zhang Feichen looked up, and saw Anzhi outside the classroom, holding hands with a round-faced little girl, sitting on the edge of the flower garden.

Gong Zhan followed his fingertips to look over, and sure enough, he saw An Zhi.

When his eyes touched the thing under Anzhi's buttocks, his face became ugly, and he strode over with long legs.

He picked up the little guy and patted her little butt, "Who told you to sit on it, don't you know it's dirty here?"

"Little brother, you look angry. You only sit when you wipe it clean. If you don't believe me, ask Jing Jing." An Zhi wrapped his arms around his neck with a smile, and looked down at Fang Jing.

Fang Jing raised her head timidly, glanced at An Zhi, nodded heavily, and whispered, "Yes, it was wiped clean."

"There are bacteria after wiping it clean, don't sit next time, you know?" Gong Zhan's expression improved a bit, but he was still a little unhappy.

"Got it." An Zhi puffed up his cheeks - the little brother is so fierce!
(End of this chapter)