My wife is squeamish

Chapter 180 Xu Anzhi, you should show some face, okay?
"Of course Zhizhi won't want my little brother, so let's run away from home together." An Zhi hugged his waist, buried his face in his abdomen, and said in a muffled voice, "Look for a paradise without people, We live together, in the future, you carry water to water your garden, and you weave cloth to plow your fields.”

After hearing her words, Gong Zhan laughed angrily, pinched the back of her neck, and asked, "I've done it, so what are you doing?"

"Zhizhi is responsible for eating and making you happy. If you think it's not enough, then Zhizhi can also help you give birth to a litter of little monkeys."

"Aren't you a little monkey yourself?" Gong Zhan picked up her back collar and looked at her.

Anzhi Heishuishui's eyes stared straight at him, the distance between the two was less than three centimeters, and she could even see the fine hairs on Gong Zhan's face.

And those moist lips.

MUA!

Enduring it, An Zhi, who couldn't hold it back, pursed his lips and kissed him, took his lips, and licked them, before the palace war broke out.

Evacuate quickly.

But she forgot that she was still being carried by someone.

Gong Zhan's expression froze for a moment, his heart was pounding, but his hands followed his habit and patted An Zhi's little butt.

"Hey, don't hit me." An Zhi thought he was going to be beaten again, so he hurriedly covered his little butt.

"If you don't want to be beaten, you have to be obedient." Gong Zhan glared at her, and told her no matter how many times, don't kiss casually, but he just wouldn't listen.

An Zhi puffed his face, "Zhizhi is obedient."

"I don't believe you anymore." Gong Zhan put her on the ground, pinched her little face, his black eyes were full of distrust for her.

An Zhi stuck out her tongue mischievously, and then returned to her serious appearance, "Zhizhi is very obedient, the most obedient baby in the world, and never lies or cheats others."

"Xu Anzhi, you need to show some face, okay?"

"not good."

An Zhi shook his head, and the ponytail tied behind him swayed.

The tone of speech is still reasonable.

"If it's not good, go upstairs and do my homework. I have to go to school tomorrow. As the class monitor, if I don't hand in my homework, I will be laughed at by my classmates." Gong Zhan thought of her pile on the desk, full of unwritten homework, I feel a headache.

The little guy's academic performance has not declined, and even has an upward trend, but her homework is really beyond praise.

If she can write one less word, she will write one less word.

If the teacher doesn't accept it, she won't do it.

The most important thing is that I don't like to learn Chinese, and I am very familiar with the texts, but the composition is a mess. Because of this, the teacher has called the parents several times.

But the effect is not great, because he can't control it.

"Got it, Zhizhi is going to do his homework." An Zhi groaned, got up reluctantly, and walked upstairs.

The short legs seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

Gong Zhan wanted to laugh watching from behind, but shook his head helplessly, followed her footsteps, went upstairs, and watched her do her homework in the study.

After playing the piano, An Zhi used his sore and limp hands to copy homework diligently.

After writing for less than half an hour, she went to Gong Zhan crying and asked him to rub her hands, but she couldn't write anymore because of the pain.

Gong Zhan put down the book, grabbed her hand, and pinched her little by little.

Every time I pinch her for 10 minutes, I drive her back to do her homework.

Going back and forth like this wasted a lot of time. By the time An Zhi finished his homework, it was already after ten o'clock in the evening.

The little guy was so sleepy that he wobbled when he walked.

Gong Zhan was worried about her, and after sending her back to her room, he watched her go to take a bath in her room.

(End of this chapter)