Manshu was completely unaware that the person holding him was about to turn into a beast.
She has 100% trust in Yan Zhan.
Nestled in his arms, humming from time to time.
The kitten is clingy and short, and uses its hands and feet.
Yan Zhan really had no choice.
You pressed her legs with your legs and restrained her hands with your hands. Do you think she is being honest?
No, she can still twist on you, then rub her head against your neck, and lick the inside with her little tongue, making your throat tight with the wetness.
Why are you so pestering?
Yan Zhan sighed and had to let go of her hand and lift her head to stop her from rubbing her.
But how could Manshu stop at this time?
She wasn't awake at all.
She only knew how to nuzzle back and forth in the man's arms, and then suddenly sat up.
Yan Zhan was very confused by her actions: "Manman, what's wrong?"
Isn't the little girl drunk?
Why is this so energetic again?
After Manshu finished flirting with others, he was tired and fell asleep directly.
After Yan Zhan got her done, he put her on the bed, and the corners of the quilt were tightly tucked in by her.
After finishing all this, Yan Zhan was so exhausted that he almost fell asleep.
When Manshu woke up the next day, she found an arm wrapped around her waist.
Her eyebrows moved slightly, and when she raised her head, she spotted Yan Zhan's handsome face.
His eyelashes are very long and thick.
Manshu couldn't help it and reached out to touch it.
Yan Zhan opened his eyes suddenly.
"Good morning, third uncle."
Manshu didn't feel guilty at all and greeted Yan Zhan sincerely.
The man who just woke up in the morning is a lion and cannot be messed with.
The same goes for Yan Zhan. When he looked at Manshu, he was still sleepy.
Manshu was not a child. She didn't know what it was when she was drunk, but now she is very sober.
Manshu touched her nose awkwardly and slowly got off the bed: "What about that? I drank too much last night and I feel so dizzy now."
"Third uncle, I'm going to wash up first and take a shower by the way. You can continue to sleep."
Manshu went directly to the bathroom without looking back at Yan Zhan.
Fortunately, this is her room.
Manshu frowned when she saw her crimson face in the bathroom.
She didn't smell of alcohol because Yan Zhan had washed her face and changed into clean clothes last night.
However, she quickly rinsed her mouth and face, then turned on the shower, took a bath and washed her hair.
Oh, by the way, although she doesn't smell of alcohol, the smell of her hair is unbearable.
After Manshu finished washing, my whole body was filled with fresh fragrance.
She was finally satisfied with herself and went out.
Of course Yan Zhan couldn't still be in her bedroom, he had already gone to the bathroom outside to wash up.
Manshu came out to blow dry her hair, and Yan Zhan came in and took the blow dryer.