Upon hearing Ye Zhi say she’d take care of him with one stroke, Gong Juechen said, "Zhizhi, don’t be so brutal. You are obviously very gentle at night—".
Before Gong Juechen finished his words, Ye Zhi raised her hand, fiercely saying, "Go on, keep talking. Watch smack you to death with one slap!"
This guy is sotis just like his sister, no filter on his mouth, saying whatever cos out without considering if it’s appropriate!
Gong Juechen quickly shook his head vigorously, indicating he won’t say anything, and looked pitifully at Ye Zhi, hoping she would spare him and forgive him this ti.
He really was just habitually blabbering, saying things without thinking, they weren’t what he actually wanted to say.
Ye Zhi actually didn’t plan to hit Gong Juechen, since he’s now her husband. How could she hit him for no reason? So seeing Gong Juechen shaking his head indicating he wouldn’t say anything more, she lowered her raised hand.
Watching Gong Juechen so subservient to Ye Zhi, An Jing found it amusing and teased, "Gong Juechen, Ye Zi is so fierce to you, do you regret marrying her?"
Gong Juechen imdiately protested angrily, "Jingjing, how could I possibly regret marrying my Zhizhi? I will never regret it! Besides, hitting ans affection, scolding ans love; the more Zhizhi treats like this, the more it shows she loves ! I’m delighted!"
Ye Zhi twitched the corners of her mouth listening. Yet, she didn’t speak to contradict him.
Knowing that Gong Juechen loved Ye Zhi dearly, An Jing stopped teasing. She sincerely hoped Gong Juechen and Ye Zhi would be happy. Now that Gong Juechen and Ye Zhi seed quite happy, she wished their happiness would last forever.
As soon as he sat down, Gong Juechen picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of warm tea for Ye Zhi, being very attentive, "Zhizhi, you’re thirsty, right? Have so tea."
Ye Zhi naturally received the tea handed to her by Gong Juechen while saying, "Get on with the main business."
"Oh, oh." Gong Juechen then turned to An Jing again, "Jingjing, stretch out your hand, I need to check your pulse. These days Zhizhi has been concerned about this and wants to see how many you’re pregnant with."
Xiao Changyi then took the soup bowl from An Jing’s hand.
An Jing passed the soup bowl to Xiao Changyi and then extended one of her hands.
Ye Zhi laughed while drinking tea, "I bet with him. I said you are pregnant with six, he said you are pregnant with eight."
Xiao Changyi: "..." You two jinxes! Shut up!
An Jing wasn’t very concerned about Ye Zhi and Gong Juechen’s bet, simply laughing, "If I were truly pregnant with that many, wouldn’t the babies be as small as mice when born?"
Gong Juechen suddenly pulled a distressed face, "Jingjing, if my guess is right and you’re pregnant with eight, Changyi would surely beat to death..."
An Jing imdiately spoke in defense of her husband, "Not at all."
Gong Juechen said, "How not? Just look at his current gaze towards , it’s as if he wants to kill ."
An Jing just glanced towards Xiao Changyi, seeing him coldly eyeing Gong Juechen, she imdiately laughed, "My husband is worried about , afraid I’d suffer if I were pregnant with so many."
Ye Zhi admired, "Boss, brother-in-law is really good to you."
Gong Juechen had already placed the cloth on An Jing’s wrist, ready to check her pulse, but upon hearing Ye Zhi’s words, he imdiately turned back, sowhat dissatisfied, and felt he hadn’t done well enough: "Zhizhi, am I not good to you?"
Ye Zhi was stunned for a mont. After a while, she vaguely replied, "Hm, good."
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