My wife is squeamish

Chapter 954 Anzhi Looks Like an Lafayette

An Zhi rubbed his flattened belly, eyes dimmed from hunger, and said eagerly, "Eat rice."

"Then what kind of food do you want to serve with rice, such as Sichuan cuisine, or Hunan cuisine, or..." Ding Rongrong hadn't finished counting.

An Zhi looked up and interrupted her, "I want to eat spicy soup with rice."

"No, pepper hurts your stomach, and you didn't eat anything in the morning." Gong Zhan refused without thinking.

An Zhi glanced at him, and said dissatisfiedly, "You are not the one who treats guests."

"No matter who the guest is, you can't eat Malatang now, be obedient." Gong Zhan turned cold and insisted.

"You won't let him eat breakfast, and you won't let him eat breakfast, anyway, he won't let you eat, right." An Zhi gave him a bold look.

He is becoming more and more disobedient.

Gong Zhan was not angry either, and nodded with a smile, "That's right, so let's go eat something lighter, seafood, okay?"

He usually doesn't let people put chili on seafood.

It is also acceptable to the little ones, all dishes do not put chili.

When Ding Rongrong heard about seafood, she felt a toothache. It wasn't that she didn't like seafood, in fact, they also liked it very much.

But, it's really expensive.

Today is their treat, and more importantly, An Zhi can eat very well.

When Gong Zhan took them to eat last time, she ate two big lobsters and countless shells by herself.

Gong Zhan has the ability to feed his family's little princess.

They don't.

They can still afford to eat in ordinary restaurants.

But the treats were promised by themselves, and when it was time, they couldn't say that they didn't invite them because they heard that the dishes were expensive.

A toothache is a toothache.

Ding Rongrong thought to herself, the toothache will be porridge next month.

Because he didn't want An Zhi to eat chili, Gong Zhan finally took them to a restaurant that specializes in seafood.

Feed Anzhi's little belly full.

Looks like a pregnant woman.

Lie on the chair and hold the corpse, put your little hands on your stomach, and rub your stomach for yourself.

Looks like a Lafayette.

Ding Rongrong glanced at her, shook her head, turned around and followed Zhao Xun out to pay.

But was told that the money has already been paid.

She hurried back to the box, and saw Gong Zhan, who said she was going to the bathroom earlier, rubbing An Zhi's stomach, which seemed strange.

More like an old Buddha.

She prepared for a while, then stepped forward and asked, "Well, Brother Zhan, did you pay the money? Didn't you agree to our treat?"

"It's just convenient, don't worry about it." Gong Zhan said calmly.

"Yeah, he's rich, don't worry, bring me a cup of tea." An Zhi stretched out his hand towards her.

Ding Rongrong lowered her head, looked at her white and tender paws, which had obviously never worked before, and slapped softly, "Pour yourself."

"Stingy ghost." An Zhi stuck out his tongue and made a grimace.

"You're so lazy, you're almost in balls." Ding Rongrong said bluntly.

An Zhi raised his chin and said triumphantly, "You want to be as lazy as me, but you still can't do it. Hmph, little brother, I'm thirsty."

Gong Zhan turned around resignedly, and brought her a glass of warm water, "I just finished eating seafood, so you can't drink tea, did you forget the diarrhea last time?"

"Oh." An Zhi didn't refute, took the cup obediently, and gulped it down.

She was really just thirsty.

Ding Rongrong was blind to see, and didn't want to say anything more.

There is a person who spoils her without a bottom line, what's the use of her talking.

Fortunately, she didn't have much time to see An Zhi. Just after eleven o'clock, they rushed to the airport, half an hour later.

on the plane.

(End of this chapter)