She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Yan Zhan's face is really something that people never get tired of looking at.

Manshu's mind was still a little unclear, and he stared at Yan Zhan.

Her eyes were misty, and Yan Zhan's throat tightened.

"Third Uncle?" Manshu rubbed his eyes and his body froze.

Because she was hit by someone's hidden weapon!

This scene seems somewhat familiar.

Even without Yan Zhan's reminder, Manshu really didn't dare to move.

She didn't dare to challenge the man's limits at this time.

Yan Zhan was still holding her in one hand, and it took him a lot of effort to get out of bed.

"Go back to your room and sleep."

Yan Zhan said this and went to the bathroom.

He didn't ask Manshu how she ended up sleeping in his bed, and Manshu didn't say anything either.

However, all her sleepiness was scared away when she heard some panting coming from the bathroom.

He threw back the quilt and ran back to his room barefoot without even putting on slippers.

It’s so exciting early in the morning.

Yan Zhan didn't know that Manshu had heard it. When he came out of the bathroom, he had already finished his shower.

After quickly changing clothes, the hotel staff had already delivered breakfast.

Manshu came out of the room when he heard the noise.

Yan Zhan looked at her and said, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

When Manshu saw Yan Zhan, he subconsciously looked at him.

Finding that his reaction was a little...Manshu looked away as if he had been electrocuted.

She took a breakfast and went straight to her room: "Uncle San, I'll go in and eat."

Seeing that she treated him as a monster, Yan Zhan seemed to have guessed something.

He didn't stop her and let Mansu hide in the room to finish her breakfast.

Later, Manshu came out and the two of them didn't speak.

Manshu was deliberately avoiding Yan Zhan.

This was something Yan Zhan couldn't tolerate.

"Well, Third Uncle, I'm going to go find Brother Jiang Xia and Sister Meng Meng first. I'll go to the bidding site with them later."

In order to prevent others from associating her with Yan Zhan, she wanted to separate from Yan Zhan.

This time, Yan Zhan did not do as she wished.

He directly held the person in his arms: "Did you hear everything?"

Manshu blinked his eyes, and was caught off guard by his breath, which was full of oppression.

"What did you hear?" She rolled her eyes around, refusing to meet Yan Zhan's gaze.

"Look at me, Manman." Yan Zhan gently lifted her chin and forced her to look at him.

Manshu had no way to avoid it, her mind was a mess.

"Well, Uncle San, let's go to the bidding site quickly. We're going to be late."

Yan Zhan didn't listen to her, but held him down: "I'm not as calm and self-controlled as you think."

He leaned forward, his breath right beside her ear, and his strong aura enveloped Mansu.

Manshu was a little panicked, her heart was beating like a drum, and she put her little hand on Yan Zhan's chest, trying to push him away.

"No, that's it, Uncle San, calm down, you can do it!"

I'm still a baby!

"Look, I'm not a good person. I also have desires." Yan Zhan didn't let her move, but said in a hoarse voice with red eyes, "Are you afraid of me?"

There was a tremor in these words that he himself didn't even notice.

He seemed to have no idea what to do if the little girl he wanted to take care of all her life became afraid of him.

Is it just because of the most normal physiological reaction?

Manshu's eyes flickered, as if he sensed Yan Zhan's uneasiness.

"Uncle San, I'm not afraid of you. I just..."

It's just a little embarrassing.

This man was different from the impression she had of him, but more down-to-earth.

Even more fascinating.

"Just what?" Manshu didn't finish her words, but Yan Zhan didn't let her escape.