My wife is squeamish

Chapter 370 Inner Ghost

An Zhi's wound had already had its stitches removed on the day she was discharged from the hospital.

There is a layer of scab on it, and it is slightly red. Usually at this time, it proves that the wound is almost healed.

The long scars fell on Shengxue's skin, which looked particularly dazzling.

Gong Zhan gently pressed it with his fingertips, and his ink eyes were stained with killing intent. Sure enough, it was too cheap to be disabled. Qian Yuhan should have killed her in the first place.

However, it doesn't matter.

Another one was not caught.

The ghost who betrayed Anzhi is still hiding in the dark.

The coldness of Gong Zhan's mouth became more and more pervasive. Fortunately, the wound was on his back. An Zhi could only apply the medicine on his stomach, and couldn't see his expression. Of course, even if he saw it.

She didn't feel it either.

Because when Gong Zhan faced her, he was always gentle.

"Anzhi, does it still hurt if I press like this?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, haha~"

After An Zhi finished speaking, he yawned and lay down on the pillow, feeling very comfortable.

"What about the shoulder? How about the shoulder?" Gong Zhan put his hand on her shoulder and squeezed it lightly, not daring to use force at all, for fear of breaking her thin shoulder.

It was crushed.

An Zhi was a little annoyed by being asked this every day.

Pulling directly with his hand, he tore off the clothes draped over his shoulders, "Look for yourself."

This scene was a bit too exciting.

In order to prevent the little guy from tossing to death when applying the medicine, Gong Zhan specially ordered several sets of clothes with buttons at the back for her.

I usually undo a few buttons and pull them a little bit, and then I can take the medicine with peace of mind.

This time, being teased by her like this.

Muscles like white snow, the gracefully curved back, and the beautiful scenery on his chest are all reflected in his eyes.

The touch on the hand is as soft as silk, with a little warmth.

The girl lying under her was like a delicious delicacy, exuding bursts of aroma, which made people want to taste it.

Everything in front of me is full of danger, but it's hard to stop.

"Little brother, have you finished reading it, it's cold."

An Zhi Nuo Nuo's voice changed his mind, and Gong Zhan knew that it was not the time, so he lifted the quilt embarrassingly, covering the bed full of spring.

His little guy really hasn't grown up yet.

If he had been more patient just now, or made another seductive move, he would have fallen into it completely.

Pity! ! !
"The medicine is finished, be careful yourself, don't..."

"Don't worry, the medicine has rubbed onto the quilt." An Zhi pouted, she could feel the quilt being stained with the medicine and sticking to the wound.

Angrily want to cry.

Only then did Gong Zhan remember that he hadn't put gauze on the wound yet.

She didn't even button her clothes.

After a while of scrambling, the wound was finally healed, but the quilt probably needed to be washed.

Fortunately, there are plenty of spares at home.

Otherwise, An Zhi had a reason and ran to his room to sleep.

By the time everything was done, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

An Zhi almost fell asleep with his head touching the pillow, without even saying good night to him.

Looking at her beautiful sleeping face, Gong Zhan couldn't help reaching out to touch her, bowed his head, and pressed a kiss on her forehead, "Good night, little guy."

What answered him was An Zhi's small snoring, and the slight sound of turning over.

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Gong Zhan just closed the door of An Zhi's room.

The phone vibrated.

The caller was the person he had ordered to go out to investigate the ghost in Anzhi School.

Now it seems that there is news.

I just don't know who hates her so much.

(End of this chapter)