Yan Zhan saw that she was cowardly, and the corners of his lips raised an inconspicuous arc.
He stepped forward and deliberately teased her: "Little girl, you are very brave."
Manshu was squeezed against the car door by him, and when she raised her head, she met his eyes as bright as the stars.
It was as if her whole body was being sucked into his eyes, and she felt her ears were hot.
He whispered: "How about you pinch it back?"
After she finished speaking, she raised her little face, looking like she was ready to be manipulated.
She concluded that it was impossible for Yan Zhan to pinch him, as this was inconsistent with his character.
After all, it was the third master of the Yan family who was not close to women, how could he... The next second, she was shocked.
Yan Zhan really reached out and pinched her face.
Her pupils were dilated, and her eyes were as innocent and confused as those of a young deer, looking at the man in front of her.
Yan Zhan admired her surprised expression and let go.
"It feels good." It's delicate, tender, and soft, leaving people wanting more.
The little girl's expression after being pinched also pleased Yan Zhan.
However, Yan Zhan frowned again after discovering that he had made red marks on her face.
Did he strike too hard?
Or is the little girl’s skin too delicate?
"Does it feel good?" Manshu's eyes widened.
She suspected that Yan Zhan had been transferred.
Where is Mr. Yan who was promised to be cold and ruthless?
How could he pinch the girl's cheek?
This is so inconsistent with his identity!
"Well, it's not bad, like tofu." Yan Zhan's voice was low and a little playful.
Manshu felt like she was pregnant when she heard it, but the words were more "like tofu".
Isn’t that just eating tofu?
Not to be outdone, she said: "Uncle San's face feels better, not soft or tender, but chewy."
After saying that, she was shocked first.
What kind of tiger and wolf words are these?
Yan Zhan looked at her meaningfully: "Chewy?"
Manshu shivered inexplicably when he saw him.
Yan Zhan saw her trembling, then he stopped smiling and said, "We're in."
The autumn rain has been continuous recently, and the wind makes it cold.
"Okay." Manshu breathed a sigh of relief and finally let her go.
From now on, Yan will never dare to talk nonsense again.
"Manman." Manshu followed Yan Zhan, but Yan Zhan suddenly turned his head and called her.
"Ah?" Manshu raised his eyes in confusion.
"Study hard in school."
"Oh." Yan Zhan didn't need to remind her, she knew this.
This warning reminded her of the scene of her father carrying his daughter's bag and sending her to school.
Damn it, I can't get out of my father's shadow.
"Don't fall in love prematurely." Yan Zhan said four words again without hesitation.
Manshu was shocked. Who accused me of being a traitor?
Why did she fall in love prematurely? That's not the case at all, okay?
"Don't worry, Third Uncle, I will never fall in love before I graduate from high school, I will focus on studying." Manshu could only raise his hands and swear.
Yan Zhan: "Okay..."
He reached out and rubbed her head, his eyes filled with joy.
The little girl is very well-behaved.
As everyone knows, someone will one day shoot themselves in the foot!
"Yes, it's senior brother." Yan Zhan remembered her name and deliberately ruffled her hair.
"Oh, senior brother." Manshu said with a cold face.
Isn’t Third Uncle good?
You must call me Senior Brother.
Yan Zhan was satisfied and nodded: "Do you want to think about jewelry design in the future?"
He suddenly remembered what she had said to Tong Yan today.
"Yes, three... Senior brother, you must have read my jewelry design draft. Do I have some talent in design?"
She looked at him with stars twinkling in her eyes.
Obviously, Manshu wanted to be recognized by Yan Zhan.