Fang Zhihan had a very strange feeling in his heart.
He sat down next to Yu Gangan, held him from behind with one hand, put her gently in his arms, put the milk to her mouth, and fed her directly.
Yu Gangan drank it obediently.
She licked the milk around her mouth, and then asked with a serious face: "Beautiful Master, where have you been? Do you know that I have been bullied? They all want a medical center, and they spend all kinds of money to buy a medical center. You are using a despicable method to bully me. Grandpa said that you should take care of me. You are my dad. You want me not to be bullied. But look at how you act as a dad. Why don’t you call me wherever you go? What happened? I don’t know what happened. Fortunately, I know that you are a scourge. Otherwise, I would really think that you are dead. However, you are a scourge, but I know that you are not a bad person. Fang Zhihan said that you may be related to the murder. I believe you will not. Yes, when you were in school, Uncle Lei’s son always had trouble with you, but you saved him when he was sick... "
She kept chattering on and on. Fang Zhihan finally interrupted: "See clearly, I am not your master. Don't call me wrong again in the future."
His tone was cold, as if he was counting the frost and snow on nine cold days.
Yu Gangan blinked, then tilted his head: "...it's Fang Zhihan."
"Yeah." Fang Zhihan reached out and pinched her face, like a sweet punishment.
"Who is Fang Zhihan?"
"your husband."
"You lied to me again..." Yu Gangan said as she took a drink and felt a little uncomfortable. She raised her hand and patted her chest.
Fang Zhihan also reached out and patted her back gently to help her breathe and make her feel more comfortable: "Didn't you say you only had one drink? Do you know how many drinks you had today?"
Yu Gangan smiled slightly and said: "Oh, are you so happy? I originally only planned to drink one glass. It's not that the wine seems to be quite sweet. I think it's quite delicious. It seems like I drank one more glass."
Her voice seemed warm and soft as if soaked in wine.
The bubbles with a little bit of wine aroma and a little mellow taste make people who don't drink alcohol feel a little intoxicated.
Fang Zhihan pinched her little face and said, "You little pervert, being greedy is a disease that needs to be cured!"
"How can I be greedy? I actually don't like drinking." Yu Gangan leaned aside, leaned on the sofa, and drank another drink, "Also, why do you insist on calling me a little pervert? What's wrong with me... uh..."
"I like it." Fang Zhihan looked at her deeply and replied with three words lightly.
"What do you like? What do you like..." Yu Gangan reached out and patted his arm. He suddenly thought of something and was slightly startled.
She rolled her eyes, leaned forward slightly, approached Fang Zhihan, stared at his face, with a teasing smile on her lips: "I know, you come to me and say you are my husband, everything is Because you like me, right?"
Fang Zhihan: "..."
Yu Gangan blinked at him again: "Did you meet me a long time ago and fell in love with me at first sight, but you didn't dare to tell me, and then you secretly liked me until you couldn't stand it anymore? When you Knowing that my eldest aunt wanted to use fake amnesia to plot against me, you decided to take this opportunity to accept me, so you said you were my husband."
Fang Zhihan's dark pupils were staring straight at her, as if he wanted to see through her, as if he wanted to see the deepest part of her soul.
(End of chapter)