My wife is squeamish

Chapter 756 Tell Me, Where Are You Itchy?

The man glared at him until he didn't dare to continue, "That didn't make you scare her like that, have you done all the materials you need to do?"

"Of course, I kept watching last night. She had a big reaction. I observed it. It should be a normal girl's reaction. It has nothing to do with the drugs on her body, so it shouldn't be of any use to us. .” The yellow-haired man spread his hands.

A look of disappointment.

"Don't look at me like that. It's the fault of that idiot Federline. If you had given us the research materials back then, you wouldn't need to be so troublesome."

They didn't want to provoke the Gong family at all, especially the famous Gong Zhan.

Also add an ink to listen to the rain.

Now their highness seems to be involved.

What an annoying thing.

The man cursed angrily, walked away, and left his office.

The yellow-haired man looked at his back and shrugged.

Looking back at An Zhi's chat, unconsciously, I recalled An Zhi's appearance, and said silently, it's so beautiful.

'Ah Choo'

An Zhi was halfway through the painting and couldn't help but sneezed.

Rubbing my nose, turning left and right, scratching my head, I feel the coolness on my back.

I didn't find anything, I lowered my head and continued to draw.

Halfway through the drawing, I clicked on the previous chat record, but no one replied to her, and she wasn't even online.

Sigh deeply.

The look on his face became more and more depressed.

night.

When Gong Zhan came back from get off work, he saw a little guy slumped on the sofa like a lump of mud.

Weary looking.

It seemed that the next second, he was going to faint.

His heart trembled, and he took two steps forward, "What's the matter, are you sick?"

An Zhi shook his head weakly, got up slowly, threw himself into Gong Zhan's arms, and wrapped his hands around his thin waist, "Little brother, what should I do."

"What should I do, the sky is falling?"

Gong Zhan touched the back of her head amusedly, her hair was soft and slippery, and it felt very good.

An Zhi buried her face in her abs, "I can't contact that person anymore, I want to break the contract, but I really can't contact him."

"The person who asked you to help him draw the stage design?" Gong Zhan raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, yes, I don't want to draw anymore, I'm afraid." An Zhi couldn't help shaking her shoulders when she thought of last night, and suddenly, she sat up straight.

He stared blankly at Gong Zhan.

"What happened to you?"

Why was he so surprised, did he eat too much food, or was he not full?
Gong Zhan is funny.

An Zhi ignored him, and looked around mysteriously, looking like a thief.

Leaning on Gong Zhan, he said in a low voice, "I was wondering if the person who asked me to paint at that time might be a ghost himself."

"Xu Anzhi, tell me where you are itching, I'll scratch it for you." Gong Zhan's eyes were cold and full of threats.

An Zhi pouted, "I'm telling the truth, maybe it's really a ghost."

"Also." Gong Zhan glared at her.

"Oh, don't be so angry, I'm joking." An Zhi smiled fearfully, for fear that he would really offend him and get beaten.

Seeing her calm down, Gong Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, this girl.

Enough torment last night.

It was just late at night, and I was thinking about this kind of thing again.

Now that he thinks too much, he will have nightmares when he goes to bed at night, and then he will have to watch her unable to sleep again.

"Okay, are you hungry? I'll take you down for dinner."

"What about after dinner?"

An Zhi looked up.

(End of this chapter)