My wife is squeamish

Chapter 869 Little guy, do you eat with your nose [one more]

An Zhi had a very fulfilling night.

When he woke up, it was already noon the next day, his stomach was growling, and Heishuishui's eyes were wide open.

Looking at the ceiling.

A pair of slender white hands rested on the quilt.

On L's exposed shoulders, bruises, kisses, and scars can be vaguely seen.

Even the neck was covered with marks.

Gong Zhan came in with the food, and saw her staring at the ceiling in a daze, as if thinking about something.

"Little guy, what are you thinking?"

"Thinking about the future."

An Zhi's voice was very low and hoarse, and it was obvious from the first hearing that she yelled too much last night.

Gong Zhan's thin lips curled up, and he shook his head helplessly, "You still think about the future, I thought, you only think about what to eat next every day."

"Little brother, don't think I'm so useless, okay?" An Zhi puffed up her cheeks, sat up from the bed, and hugged the quilt in her hands.

Gong Zhan found her a set of clothes and threw them on the bed, "Get up and get dressed, little ancestor, I haven't eaten all morning, I should be hungry."

"Hmph." An Zhi crawled forward, dragged the clothes and dragged them into the bed.

Under Gong Zhan's scorching gaze, she also got in, she's not that stupid, she showed him once last night.

Show him back today.

An Zhi is very good at dressing, even in bed, she can put on her clothes neatly.

Then climb out of the bed.

He jumped to the ground, bounced, and before he could stand up straight, he twisted his sore waist.

Grinning in pain.

Gong Zhan, who was watching, shook his head, "Go wash up, the food should be cold."

"Oh, don't steal it, it's all mine." An Zhi looked at the food seriously, remembering their portions in his mind.

After washing.

Come out immediately.

Look at the food on the table and compare it with what's in your mind.

Confirming that the weight has not changed, I breathe a sigh of relief.

Sitting on the chair, holding up the bowl, pattering, while eating, watching Gong Zhan straighten the messy big bed that was rolled.

As for the bunny outfit she wore last night, it seems to have disappeared.

I don't know if my little brother lost it.

An Zhi was thinking, eating absent-mindedly, Gong Zhan turned her head, and saw that she was almost stuffing food up her nose.

Reminding, "Little guy, do you eat with your nose?"

"Ah, huh?" An Zhi came back to his senses, looked down, smacked his lips, and laughed twice, "What, I didn't see it."

"Why, I'm still thinking about your future." Gong Zhan raised his eyebrows.

After making the bed, he went to sit beside her, picked up the soup bowl she had drunk, tasted the chicken soup in it, and frowned.

A bit salty.

An Zhi can't eat too salty food, she is not in good health.

It seems that I have to go to the kitchen and tell them not to put too much salt in the dishes.

"Well, that, I've thought about it a long time ago. I'm going to be a surgeon in the future." An Zhi raised his chin slightly, looking particularly proud.

I don't know what she is proud of.

Gong Zhan's mo eyes glanced at her, his pretty brows raised slightly, "Surgeon, take care, why would you want to do this."

Moreover, she seems to have never studied medicine.

It takes at least five years to study medicine, and ordinary surgeons must graduate from regular medical universities.

Does she, a student of the art department, want to use a paintbrush to operate on a patient?
Facing the puzzled little brother, An Zhi wrinkled his nose, "You must not know why I want to be a surgeon, you don't know me at all."

(End of this chapter)