My wife is squeamish

Chapter 282 Is it more important that you are happy or that I am happy? [Second update]

An Zhi took a nap, and it was already three o'clock in the afternoon when she got up, her feet still hurt a little, so she lay down on the sofa.

He leaned sideways, staring at the TV with his eyes up and down, completely dumbfounded.

Gong Zhan walked up to her, blocking her view, and she stretched out her hand to push him, "Little brother, you are blocking me from watching TV."

"Don't you want your eyes?"

"What does this have to do with the eyes." She glanced up her eyeballs, showing her difficult human-seeing movements.

Gong Zhan couldn't bear it, and stretched out his hand, covered her eyes, and helped her up, "I woke up, why don't you sleep for a while?"

"I'm sleeping now, and I won't be able to sleep at night." An Zhi yawned a little, grabbed Gong Zhan's wrist, and rubbed his face against his palm.

Seeing her happy face, his heart softened.

Squeeze the little flesh on her face, "Are you hungry? I'll ask the kitchen to make you something to eat, huh?"

"No, I'm going out for a party tonight." An Zhi sat cross-legged, with half of her body leaning on Gong Zhan's body, the scene was very warm.

Gong Zhan glanced at the marks left after the blisters burst on her feet, and frowned, "How do you go like this, you can't even walk."

"I can walk, but I'm a little lame. However, the wheelchair I used last time is still there. I'll ask Uncle Bai to take it out." An Zhi said as he was about to stand up.

Gong Zhan held her down, "I'll go talk to him, sit down for me."

"Thank you little brother, you are such a good person." An Zhi acted like a baby, shaking his little finger.

"I'd be happier if you didn't go."

"Then I won't be happy."

"So it's important for you to be happy, or for me to be happy?"

"Of course it is me."

An Zhi patted his chest proudly.

Gong Zhan felt itchy, and rubbed her head vigorously, "You!"

"Hehe~"

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In the evening, An Zhi was pushed by Gong Zhan to the restaurant that had been reserved in advance.

"An Zhi, what's wrong with you, why are you limping again?" Fang Jing made a fuss and circled her several times.

"What do you mean I'm lame again? Do I often lame?" An Zhi said angrily, "Don't slander me casually."

"Who is slandering you? This is the wheelchair you bought when you were limping last time. It's still so good now, which means you've just been limping not long ago."

Fang Jing also couldn't remember when she sat in this wheelchair before.

An Zhi was defeated by her for granted, and her shoulders drooped, "Little brother, help me talk."

"She's not wrong." Gong Zhan looked calm.

An Zhi pulled his face down, "You guys bully me alone, are you embarrassed?"

"Sorry, I didn't say anything wrong, so I don't feel blushed." Fang Jing yelled at An Zhi, not polite at all.

"I blushed because I was angry." An Zhi retorted, so angry that he was dying.

Gong Zhan finally couldn't stand it anymore, "Okay, don't keep talking about her." He paused here, and just when An Zhi was about to cheer up, he continued, "I don't sit in a wheelchair every day. Very satisfied."

"Little brother, you can't help Jing Jing, I'm your future wife." An Zhi protested, she wouldn't blush when she said this, it was quite natural.

Gong Zhan raised his eyebrows, twisted the hair hanging from her ears, and twisted it around his fingertips, "Okay, I won't help her anymore."

"It's really nasty." Fang Jing rubbed her arms, looked at the time, "It's time to go in, they're almost there."

"Well, little brother, you go back first, we're going in." An Zhi raised his head and looked behind hard.

Gong Zhan nodded, "Well, you're done later, I'll pick you up." Then, he handed An Zhi to Fang Jing, "Look at her for me."

(End of this chapter)