She doesn't want to pretend anymore

“Why is the air conditioning on such a low setting?”

It is said that girls' resistance is very weak during this special period and they are prone to catching colds, so Yan Zhan is naturally worried.

Manshu had wrapped himself up like a cicada pupa in bed.

"Because I am covered with a quilt and the air conditioner is on, it is very comfortable to sleep."

She glanced at Yan Zhan, and when she found that he was not wearing any clothes, her eyes flashed.

When Third Uncle crawled into her bed like this, she wondered who would suffer more.

Yan Zhan also noticed her gaze and only explained: "There is no change of clothes for me here."

He didn't mean to not wear it.

"Well, it's okay, come up quickly."

Anyway, it won’t be her who will suffer.

The two were already an engaged couple, and Manshu didn't mind sleeping in the same bed with Yan Zhan.

Anyway, this girl had promised the old man not to talk about marriage before she graduated.

If you are not married, you are not allowed to cross the line.

Although she didn't know whether Yan Zhan could survive, it was obvious that her uncle was not a man who went back on his word.

Yan Zhan found a hair dryer and dried his hair as quickly as possible before going to bed.

Manshu gave him half of his quilt and also gave him a little of the same quilt.

The man's temperature, even in an air-conditioned room, is much higher than hers.

When Yan Zhan's hand fit perfectly on Manshu's belly, she had a deeper understanding.

Manshu hugged Yan Zhan's waist without any hesitation, rubbed his head against his chest, and his hair brushed against Yan Zhan's chin, making him feel a little itchy and numb.

Even the body temperature rose a lot.

Now it seems that Manshu was right to set the air conditioning so low, otherwise he would get overheated.

Perhaps Yan Zhan's tiredness from the past few days overcame his restless mind, so the two of them quickly snuggled together and fell asleep.

Even when Yan Zhan woke up again, neon lights were already flashing outside.

When Yan Zhan moved, the little girl in his arms woke up.

The curtains were originally drawn by her, blocking out 90 percent of the light.

Now I looked outside and knew it was already dark.

Manshu asked Yan Zhan in a hoarse voice, and the latter picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table.

"It's almost eight o'clock."

Yan Zhan's voice was also a little hoarse, and he swallowed hard.

Some discomfort.

"I want to drink water." Manshu expressed Yan Zhan's thoughts first.

Yan Zhan stood up, and the quilt slipped off: "I'll go out and get some water."

Manshu stared at his back. If she was not mistaken, there was a bulge in Uncle San's boxer briefs.

She remembered that when she was playing with her friends, Qin Gege always said that when choosing a man, you must choose one with strong financial resources.

It seems that her third uncle has superior capital in every aspect!

How could Yan Zhan not notice the little girl's burning gaze?

After he left the bedroom, his first reaction was to ask his secretary to bring him two sets of clothes, pajamas and daily necessities.

Then go to the kitchen and boil some hot water for the little girl.

The furniture and appliances here are all available, which saves him the trouble of going downstairs to buy water.

After all, she bought mineral water and she can only drink it hot now.

It only takes a few minutes to boil water, but the water is very hot and it is impossible to give it to Manshu to drink just like that.

Yan Zhan picked out two large bowls and poured half a bowl of boiling water back and forth. After the water became warm, he poured it into a clean cup.

He brought the hot water to Manshu's bedside. The little girl was still rolling around in the quilt, obviously not wanting to get up.

Seeing Yan Zhan coming, she poked her head out and supported her face with her hand: "Feed me."