My wife is squeamish

Chapter 369 Obviously Pure

An Zhi turned his head and looked up at him, frowning slightly with delicate eyebrows, "Little brother, do you dislike my ugly drawings, that's why you don't let me draw manga."

"That's not what I mean, I just think, you are a girl, you should be pure and noble, and I will open a gallery for you in the future, okay?"

Gong Zhan threw out all the bait, and based on An Zhi's nature of loving money, he felt that she should be able to agree.

But he apparently forgot that An Zhi liked her little Huang Man more than money, so she firmly shook her head and refused, "No, I'm going to draw manga, and besides, how am I not pure?"

As he spoke, he tapped on the notebook angrily with the tip of his pen.

"The two of them almost took off their clothes, you tell me they are pure?" Gong Zhan was furious, and stared at the two above with fiery eyes.

Riding together, men with open shirts.

This kind of posture, the word "pure", can only be said by An Zhi, anyone who sees it will know that it is a bed, a play.

"Obviously very pure." An Zhi, who was used to Xiao Huangman, felt that he was already very restrained, and he didn't draw that kind of large scale.

Of course, she didn't paint because she felt impure.

Rather, she felt that with her current painting skills, she was not suitable for painting such difficult poses.

So, she picked up some of the simplest poses to draw.

"Tomorrow, I will ask someone to find a teacher for you. From now on, you can paint ink painting or anything, but you are not allowed to paint this kind of thing again."

Gong Zhan looked cold and had a tough attitude.

I don't want to discuss it with her anymore.

An Zhi stood up abruptly, picked up the sketchbook, and wanted to leave.

Gong Zhan grabbed her, "What are you doing?"

"I'll go back to my room." An Zhi was also very stubborn when he got up.

"You're disobedient again, aren't you?" Gong Zhan frowned slightly, knowing that she was not so obedient.

"It's you who are unreasonable. There is nothing wrong with my drawing. You can't discriminate against it just because it is a cartoon." An Zhi turned his face away and didn't look at him.

With a look of indignation.

Very angry! ! !

He sighed, stretched his arms, and hugged her, "Okay, don't make trouble, I won't stop you if you want to draw cartoons, but next time, can we draw ordinary ones?"

"What is ordinary?" An Zhi was held in the arms of the little brother, who put his hand on her waist.

She was a little shy, full of gas, like a blown up balloon, pricked by a needle, and in an instant, all the gas dissipated, and she returned to her original appearance.

"I'll ask someone to find a few books for you to learn from tomorrow. You are not allowed to follow Fang Jing to read those messy things anymore. I don't like it." Gong Zhan grabbed her cheek, "Did you hear that?"

"Well, I heard you." An Zhi nodded.

I heard it, but I don't know if I remember it or not.

Satisfied, Gong Zhan let go of her hand, patted her little butt, "Hurry up and draw your picture, I'll take a bath first, and I'll give you medicine later."

"I won't draw anymore, I'll wait for you in my room." When An Zhi heard that Gong Zhan was going to take a bath, he immediately threw away the notebook in his arms and wanted to follow.

Everyone knows what she's up to.

"No, you can just draw here, wash it later, and I will call you."

"I don't want to draw anymore, little brother."

An Zhiba looked at her, blinking her big eyes coquettishly.

"Be obedient." Gong Zhan pushed her back on the chair, helped her sit up, rubbed her head, and comforted her, "Be good here, I'll be back in a while."

"Ok."

She pouted, and wanted to take a peek at it.

But since the little brother has coaxed her, then she won't peek at it today, and wait until tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)