Manshu is serious about rubbing his spiritual energy!
After Zhu Kuangsheng was sent away, only Yan Zhan and Manshu were left.
Hearing that she wanted to go back to the museum, Yan Zhan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
It seems that the little girl likes jewelry and jade very much.
Fortunately, he does not lack these things.
"I'll take you to the museum." Yan Zhan has other things to do in the afternoon and won't stay in the museum for long.
Manshu nodded: "Thank you, third uncle."
"Yeah." Yan Zhan picked up a strand of her hair with his fingers and played with it casually.
Manshu glanced at him and thought it would be better to chop off his paws when he had so many things to do.
It's a pity that someone didn't realize it.
We had a good lunch, but Manshu fell asleep all the way.
Yan Zhan pressed the person's head directly on his shoulder and let her fall asleep.
"Mr. Yan, the museum is here." Wan Yi turned around from the passenger seat and was shocked to see Manshu sleeping on his CEO.
When he saw that the CEO's shoulders were wet, he couldn't help but cover his mouth.
Damn it!
Miss Manshu fell asleep leaning against her CEO, but she was still drooling.
this……
Maybe it was because his expression was too rich, Yan Zhan glanced at him lightly, as if he had a knife in his eyes.
Manshu got up too early today, so it's normal to be a little sleepy.
Yan Zhan was worried that she would be uncomfortable sleeping like this, and kept frowning.
He weighed it again and again, reaching out and pinching her cheeks that were pink from sleeping.
The cheeks are delicate and smooth, like peeled eggs.
It's just that Yan Zhan doesn't know what's important. Manshu wakes up with a squeeze.
The white and rosy cheeks were stunned by his fingerprints.
Yan Zhan felt embarrassed and caressed her face gently, trying to make the fingerprints disappear, then he met Manshu's half-asleep eyes.
Manshu looked at Yan Zhan in confusion: "Uncle San?" Why are you touching my face?
Yan Zhan took back his hand calmly: "We've arrived at the museum."
"Oh." Manshu didn't notice anything strange about him. He just raised his head and rubbed his neck.
I was sleeping against him just now, and my neck was very stiff and painful.
"Don't move!" Yan Zhan saw her shaking her head and rubbing the back of her neck. He knew that her sleeping posture was wrong and her pillow fell.
Manshu stopped when he shouted and turned to look at him.
At first glance, I saw the wet mark on his shoulder.
"This... this couldn't have been done by me, right?" Manshu's eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face.
The thing about leaving saliva marks on a haute couture suit is actually... Manshu herself can't stand it.
Yan Zhan saw that her cheeks were flushed, she must be embarrassed this time.
He chuckled: "Yeah."
He didn't mean to cover her up, and looked at her embarrassment with interest.
The little girl is quite cute even when she is embarrassed.
"I... cough, I didn't mean to do it. How about you take these clothes off later and I'll send them to you for dry cleaning?" Manshu didn't overestimate her ability enough to wash Yan Zhan's clothes by hand.
A high-end suit like this cannot be fooled into a washing machine.
"No need." Yan Zhan shook his head and took off his coat, "You go in first and I'll pick you up later?"
"That's not necessary, I can just go home by myself." Manshu shook his head.
She didn't intend to waste Yan Zhan too much time.
Today he took her out for dinner, not with Mr. Yan and the others. They must have a gathering at home in the evening.
It's National Day after all, Yan Zhan should have his own arrangements, right?
"I'll take you to the teacher's house, but your grandma is not at home. You go to the teacher's place to keep him company?"
Seeing what Manshu was thinking, Yan Zhan suggested.