"Are you using me as a guinea pig? How come I didn't know you learned massage?" The old man lay down happily.
However, I didn't sleep on the head of the bed, but on the end of the bed.
Manshu moved the chair to the end of the bed to make it easier to massage.
She followed Mr. Guo's instructions and massaged the old man for about ten minutes. She saw that the old man slowly closed his eyes and his breathing became even.
This is falling asleep.
She left the room quietly, and Yan Zhan was waiting for her outside.
"Sleeping?" Yan Zhan pulled the little girl upstairs.
"Well, grandpa may be very busy these days. He has to worry about the No. 1 Scholar Banquet and the impact of the news of our engagement getting out."
It's not that the old man can't think about it, he's worried that people's words will be intimidating.
As elders, we always hope to arrange everything properly and prevent the children in the family from being harmed at all.
"Then are you afraid?" Yan Zhan squeezed the little girl's hand and looked into her eyes seriously.
"Actually, we can not get engaged yet, and we can get married after you graduate from college."
Speaking of which, he was selfish and wanted to put his own mark on her in advance.
She is very good and her whole person radiates light. When she gets to university, more people will like her.
"Why aren't you engaged? At your age, if we don't get engaged, there will be many women flocking to you, and I don't worry!"
Manshu blinked mischievously, and the two enemies from her previous life were both sent in by her.
The depression in her heart had long since dissipated, and it didn't matter whether the two of them would come out again.
As long as the other party comes out and stays safe, if he still wants to cause trouble, it's not like she doesn't have the ability to send him in a second time.
Third uncle, on the other hand, is good-looking and still has money. With so many rich people trying to pick this flower of the high mountains, she naturally wants to let everyone know as soon as possible that this flower belongs to her!
Yan Zhan's heart moved slightly. The little girl understood what he was thinking, so she also told him that not only did he care about her, but so did she.
The relationship between the two is not unequal. She is young and worried that he will be snatched away by others.
This is a love that goes both ways.
Pulling the little girl into his arms, Yan Zhan placed his chin on the top of her head: "Okay."
"I'll also give you a massage. You can go to sleep quickly. You should be very tired tomorrow."
Manshu hugged Yan Zhan's waist with his backhand.
Yan Zhan didn't refuse either.
In fact, Yan Zhan was also tired, and within five minutes of Manshu's massage, he had already fallen asleep.
Manshu bent her head and pressed a kiss on his forehead.
"Good night, third uncle."
She helped him put up a quilt and closed the door to the room.
Yawning, I returned to the room, opened the curtains and saw the stars shining outside.
The sky is exceptionally bright tonight, just like her mood.
Manshu went to wash up and soon fell asleep.
She got up early the next morning without delaying her morning exercises.
After morning exercise, I had breakfast and went back to my room to catch up on my sleep until half past eight.
At this time, the nanny aunt came and knocked on the door.
"Miss, the stylist is here, are you up?"
Manshu opened his eyes drowsily and opened the door.
"Manju?"
The person outside turned out to be Sister Qing.
This person had also helped her style herself on the day of her master's birthday party.
She was wearing a cheongsam at that time.
But today, she remembered that her little dress was not a cheongsam.
"Sister Qing, long time no see."
"The little girl suddenly grew up and turned into a big girl."