She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Manshu is serious about getting some spiritual energy!

After Zhu Kuangsheng left, only Yan Zhan and Manshu were left.

Hearing that she still wanted to go back to the museum, Yan Zhan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

It seems that the little girl likes jewelry and jade very much.

Fortunately, he has no shortage of these things.

"I'll take you to the museum." Yan Zhan had other things to do in the afternoon and would not stay in the museum for long.

Manshu nodded: "Thank you, Third Uncle."

"Hmm." Yan Zhan hooked a strand of her hair with his fingers and played with it casually.

Manshu glanced at him and thought that since his hands were so troublesome, he might as well chop off his claws.

It's a pity that someone is completely unaware of it.

The lunch was good, but Manshu felt drowsy all the way.

Yan Zhan pressed the person's head directly on his shoulder and let her fall asleep.

"Mr. Yan, we're at the museum." Wan Yi turned around from the co-pilot seat and was startled to see Manshu sleeping on his CEO.

When she saw clearly that the president's shoulder was wet, she couldn't help but cover her mouth.

What the hell!

It would have been fine if Miss Manshu had fallen asleep leaning against her own CEO, but she was actually drooling.

This……

Maybe it was because his expression was too expressive, Yan Zhan glanced at him lightly, and the look seemed to carry a knife.

Manshu got up too early today, so it's normal to feel a little sleepy.

Yan Zhan was worried that she would not be comfortable sleeping like this, so he kept frowning.

After weighing the pros and cons, he reached out and pinched her cheeks, which had turned pink from sleeping.

Her cheeks are delicate and smooth, like a peeled egg.

But Yan Zhan didn't know the seriousness of the situation, and Mansu woke up with just one pinch.

The rosy cheek was left with fingerprints from his pinching.

Yan Zhan felt embarrassed and gently stroked her face, trying to make the fingerprints disappear, then he met Manshu's half-asleep eyes.

Manshu looked at Yan Zhan in confusion: "Third Uncle?" Why are you touching my face?

Yan Zhan calmly withdrew his hand: "We've arrived at the museum."

"Oh." Manshu was completely unaware of his abnormality. He just raised his head and rubbed his neck.

I just slept leaning on him and my neck is stiff and painful.

"Don't move!" Yan Zhan saw her shaking her head and rubbing the back of her neck. He knew that she had a wrong sleeping posture and her neck was stiff.

After hearing his shout, Mansu stopped and turned to look at him.

At first glance, I saw the wet mark on his shoulder.

"This...this couldn't be me who did it?" Manshu opened his eyes wide with an incredible look on his face.

Leaving saliva marks on a high-end custom-made suit is really... even Manshu himself can't stand it.

Yan Zhan saw that her cheeks were flushed, and this time she must be embarrassed.

He chuckled, "Yeah."

He had no intention of covering up for her and just watched her embarrassed face with interest.

The little girl looks embarrassed, which is quite cute.

"I... cough, I didn't mean to do that. How about you take off this dress later and I'll send it to the dry cleaners?" Manshu was not so arrogant as to wash Yan Zhan's clothes by hand.

This kind of high-end custom-made suit cannot be put into the washing machine.

"No need." Yan Zhan shook his head and took off his coat. "You go in first, I'll come pick you up later?"

"That's not necessary. I can go home by myself." Manshu shook his head.

She didn't intend to waste too much of Yan Zhan's time.

He took her out for dinner today and didn't bring her out with Old Master Yan and the others. Presumably they would have a gathering at home in the evening.

After all, it’s National Day, Yan Zhan should have his own plans, right?

"I'll take you to the teacher's house. Your grandmother isn't at home. Will you go to the teacher's house and keep him company?"

Seeing what Manshu was thinking, Yan Zhan suggested.