She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Chapter 1503: Little Yanzi, Let’s Go

Manshu took a running start, jumped onto Yan Zhan's back, and strangled his neck with both hands.

Yan Zhan didn't even dodge, he caught the person steadily, held her legs steady with his hands, and carried her on his back.

"Xiao Yanzi, get going!"

Manshu shouted with a smile and patted Yan Zhan on the back.

Yan Zhan cooperated and stood up, walking back to the hotel at a leisurely pace.

The direction they were heading in was about twenty minutes away from the hotel.

However, considering Manshu's weight, Yan Zhan didn't take it seriously at all when he carried her on his back.

People passing by see them and either smile or envy them.

There was also a young lady who bumped into her husband and said: "Look at him, then look at yourself?"

The man was not to be outdone: "Why don't you say that the girlfriend is as light as a swallow? Look at your body, which is 160cm tall. If you jump on me like that little girl, will I still be able to use my waist in the future?"

He seemed to hear the sound of his waist snapping and breaking in half.

"You're such a loser! You talk as if you could catch me when I wasn't fat."

The quarreling voices of the two people reached Manshu's ears.

She lay on Yan Zhan's back and giggled.

"My third uncle's waist is still the best."

She leaned over to his ear and whispered praises.

Yan Zhan's ears felt itchy, and he said in an ambiguous way, "As long as you like it."

Manshu whispered to him, telling him which of the raw materials he had taken a fancy to today had explicit bids and which required secret bids.

Yan Zhan listened with one ear and dealt with her while his mind was distracted.

"Manman, there are wonton sellers on the street. Would you like to try some?" We were almost at the hotel and saw an old lady selling wontons on the street.

Even in such a cold weather, she insisted on cooking bowl of wontons, and each bowl was steaming hot.

Yan Zhan knew that Manshu loved to eat, and he started talking about it yesterday when he said he would come over.

I had originally planned to go out with her to dinner that evening, but then the Song family invited us to dinner, so we didn't get to eat.

But the person on his back didn't respond to him at all, and even breathing sounds could be heard.

Fell asleep?

Yan Zhan was afraid that she would want to eat again later, so he walked to the old woman's stall with her back to her: "A bowl of wontons."

The smell is delicious, and Yan Zhan thinks it's good.

The old woman glanced at Yan Zhan, then glanced at the person on his back, and muttered, "This girl is blessed."

The man carries her on his back like a baby. How can her life be bad in the future?

"Thank you." Yan Zhan gave a wink to the bodyguards who were following closely, and they came forward to help serve the wontons.

Manshu didn't wake up the whole way until he was put on the bed in the hotel.

She rubbed her eyes and saw a magnified handsome face.

A slap landed on Yan Zhan's face and pushed him away.

He sniffed again: "Uncle San, why do I smell the aroma of wontons?"

"You are such a heartless little thing." Yan Zhan pinched her nose, "You can smell it."

He took the person off the bed and placed him directly in front of the coffee table.

A bowl of wontons in clear soup, sprinkled with a few chopped green onions and floating with seaweed, is steaming and emitting a fragrant aroma.

"There really are wontons." Manshu didn't hesitate to pick one up with a spoon.

However, she didn't eat it herself, but fed it to Yan Zhan.

Yan Zhan had a smile in his eyes and ate it without hesitation.

"How does it taste?"

"It's not poisonous, Princess, you can eat it without worry." Yan Zhan swallowed the wonton and said with a smile.

Manshu raised his eyebrows and said, "Since Xiao Yanzi has already tried it for me, I will reluctantly have a bite."

The two were bored, but they still acted out.

Just eating this makes it even harder to sleep.