My wife is squeamish

Chapter 958 Xu Anzhi, I'm Talking to You

After changing into pajamas, An Zhi dragged Gong Zhan away.

They first went to the love nest that Zhang Feichen and Fang Jing bought together, and they rang the doorbell for a long time, but no one opened it.

"Brother, is there no one at home? You can call Brother Fei Chen to see." An Zhi's hands were sore and he pressed it unwillingly.

Gong Zhan nodded, took out his mobile phone, and called Zhang Feichen.

As soon as the phone was connected, I heard a clear cell phone ringing from inside.

An Zhi put his ear on the door, "It's inside, have you picked it up?"

Gong Zhan shook his head, "No one answered."

"Why is there no one answering? Didn't you bring your mobile phone when you went out?" An Zhi scratched his face and put his ear to the door.

Reach out and knock on the door.

The sound of something falling inside could be vaguely heard.

But still no one came to open the door.

"Let the property management come up and open the door." Gong Zhan waited impatiently, but looked at An Zhi's appearance.

It seems that if you don't open this door, you won't be reconciled.

"Yeah, call quickly." An Zhi nodded, the worry in his eyes almost turned into substance.

In the process of waiting for someone, he also walked around restlessly in place, biting his nails with his small mouth open, and manicured his nails well.

Let her bite into a crescent shape.

Gong Zhan couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward to take her hand out of her mouth, "How old is she, still biting her fingernails."

"It's a pity that it's a security door, otherwise I could kick it open." An Zhi didn't seem to hear what he was saying.

He lowered his head and muttered there.

Gong Zhan was helpless, and sighed, "Someone will come up to open the door soon, nothing will happen, don't worry."

"What if the two of them are poisoned by gas?" An Zhi was still wandering.

"Xu Anzhi, I'm talking to you."

The veins on Gong Zhan's forehead twitched from her anger, so he resisted shaking her by the collar, but just pinched her face.

An Zhi turned around and looked up, "Ah, are you talking to me?"

"Yes, I'm talking to you." Gong Zhan nodded, feeling a little sad.

Could it be that he couldn't get her attention when he stood in front of her?
"What did you say to me, I didn't hear it just now." An Zhi still felt that the knife was not inserted deep enough, so he grabbed the handle of the knife and pushed it.

Gong Zhan felt his heart ache, and turned his head angrily, "I didn't say anything."

"Oh, you said why the administrator hasn't come up yet? Is he walking so slowly?" An Zhi didn't notice his expression at all.

Gong Zhan took a deep breath and didn't want to talk to her at all.

Just when she thought she couldn't hear the answer and would take the initiative to care about him, the damn administrator came up.

Also brought the key.

An Zhi's attention was immediately drawn away, and he waited impatiently for the door to be opened.

Then, there was a strong smell of alcohol.

Very pungent.

An Zhi couldn't hold it back, and coughed while covering his nose, his little face turned red.

Gong Zhan pulled her away, opened the door to the maximum, and waited until the smell had almost dissipated before leading her in.

Originally a warm and beautiful house.

Now the garbage is everywhere, the takeaway boxes are scattered all over the floor, and there are two buckets of instant noodles on the table.

Zhang Feichen's silver phone was placed on the table in the living room.

No one was to be seen.

An Zhi blinked, "What's the matter, Jing Jing, Jing Jing, where are you?"

She started looking for people in the trash.

Gong Zhan looked around the room, grabbed An Zhi's arm, and raised his chin towards the bedroom, "Stop shouting, you're in the room."

"Oh, Quiet, I'm here to see you." An Zhi ran to the bedroom in a frenzy.

(End of this chapter)