But if she was the one who made the first move, that would be a different matter.
When Yan Zhan and Xiao Qi made their promises, they never thought that Manshu would do anything to him.
That's what happened.
After comforting Xiao Qi, Yan Zhan came to Manshu's room and knocked on the door.
Manshu had also just taken a shower, with a bath towel wrapped around her body and a shower cap on her head.
Her hair was wet, obviously it hadn't been dried yet.
However, Manshu's little face was red and she looked like she was drunk.
He remembered that Manshu said that when Ms. Jin Ling made a toast, she only took a sip, and the glass of wine was knocked down by Xiao Qi.
Could it be that this sip of wine is so powerful?
His wine was a specially prepared aphrodisiac, and Yan Zhan could understand it if it had that effect.
But what about Manshu’s wine?
It's obviously red wine.
Unless, this red wine has been spiked.
No wonder, Xiao Qi said it was poisonous wine.
It seemed that Xiao Qi was not just talking nonsense, he really smelled something wrong with the wine.
It's just that they understood it wrong,
"Third uncle?"
Manshu leaned against the door and looked at Yan Zhan with a smile.
As soon as she reached out her hand, she wanted Yan Zhan to hug her.
This was the first time Yan Zhan met Manshu who threw himself into his arms like this.
He stretched out his hand and took her into his arms. The little girl seemed to have no bones, and her whole body was nestled against Yan Zhan.
He was bearing all the weight of her body, which was nothing, but Manshu was not wearing any clothes, just wrapped in a bath towel.
Part of her body was exposed, their skin touched each other, and Yan Zhan directly felt the temperature of her body.
Something was rising between the two of them, and ambiguity was about to break out.
Manshu didn't realize it and hugged Yan Zhan's strong waist tightly.
Her hands were still unconsciously drawing circles on Yan Zhan's body.
What can Yan Zhan do?
Pulling her hands off, she started moving around again the next second.
"Stop making a fuss now and let me dry your hair."
Yan Zhan put her on the bed and wrapped her in the quilt with a bath towel, making her look like a baby cicada.
Then she turned her around, with her head facing the end of the bed, and took off her shower cap.
As soon as Yan Zhan saw her hair, he quickly went to the bathroom to get a dry towel and a hair dryer.
But as soon as he came out, he saw that Manshu had opened the quilt by herself, and the bath towel had been torn off by her, revealing her seductive jade body.
The bright visual impact made Yan Zhan's blood surge instantly.
If he hadn't adjusted his breathing, his nose might have started to bleed.
But after finally flushing the bath water twice and solving a physical problem on his own, the sleeping beast in his body woke up again.
He had no choice but to blame the wine for having too much stamina.
Yan Zhan smiled helplessly.
She turned away from looking at Manshu, but walked over and wrapped her in the quilt again.
Manshu was wrapped so tightly that she couldn't struggle for a while.
She could only let Yan Zhan dry and blow-dry her hair.
She finally struggled to stretch out a leg from the quilt, and her leg was directly wrapped around Yan Zhan's waist.
"Uncle Third, I'm so hot."
The little girl's coquettish voice could send Yan Zhan away directly.
Yan Zhan resisted the urge to execute the person on the spot and rubbed her face: "I will turn on the air conditioner for you. It will stop getting hot later, so don't move around."
"Be good, okay?"
Yan Zhan didn't notice that his voice also changed slightly.
It is not easy for him to control himself when he is so beautiful.
By the time Yan Zhan had blow-dried Manshu's hair, she was already clinging to him like seaweed.