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

Yan Zhan caught the person firmly without even moving his legs. He held her legs steady with his hands and carried the person on his back.

"Xiao Yanzi, start driving!"

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

Yan Zhan stood up cooperatively and walked back to the hotel unhurriedly.

The direction they were taking now was about twenty minutes away from the hotel.

However, given Manshu's small weight, Yan Zhan didn't take her seriously at all.

People passing by smile or envy them when they see them.

Another young lady bumped into her husband: "Look at him, then look at you?"

The man was not to be outdone: "Then why don't you say that my little girlfriend is as light as a swallow, and look at your body shape of a hundred and sixty-six percent? If you jump on me like a little girl, my waist will still be able to do it in the future.

Use it?"

He seemed to hear his old waist snapping and folding in half.

"You're so talented! You act like you could catch me when I wasn't fat."

The noisy sounds of the two people reached Manshu's ears.

She lay on Yan Zhan's back, giggling.

"My third uncle's waist is better."

She lay next to his ear and praised softly.

Yan Zhan's ears itched, but he didn't know what he meant and said, "As long as you like it."

Manshu muttered to him, telling him which of the woolen materials he was interested in today were explicitly marked and which ones needed to be secretly marked.

Yan Zhan listened with one ear, dealing with her while being distracted.

"Manman, there is a wonton seller on the street, do you want to eat it?" We were about to arrive at the hotel, and there was an old woman selling wontons on the street.

On a very cold day, I kept cooking bowls of wontons, and every bowl was steaming hot.

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

Originally, I said I would accompany her to dinner that night, but I met the Song family for a treat, but it didn't work out.

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

Fell asleep?

Yan Zhan was afraid that she would want to eat later, so he carried someone on his back to the old woman's stall and said, "A bowl of wontons."

It has a fresh taste, and Yan Zhan feels good when he smells it.

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

If a man carries her like a baby, will he be able to live a good life in the future?

"Thank you." Yan Zhan glanced at the bodyguards who were following him not far away, and they came forward to help carry the wontons.

Manshu didn't wake up all the way until she was put on the hotel bed.

She rubbed her eyes and saw an enlarged handsome face.

He slapped Yan Zhan on the face and pushed him away.

He sniffed again: "Uncle Third, why do I smell the fragrance of wontons?"

"You little heartless one." Yan Zhan pinched her nose, "You do 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, with a few chopped green onions and seaweed floating on top, steaming hot and exuding the aroma.

"There really are wontons." Manshu was not polite and scooped up one with a spoon.

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

With a smile in his eyes, Yan Zhan followed Shan Ruliu and ate it.

"How does it taste?"

"It's not poisonous, princess, feel free to eat it." Yan Zhan swallowed the wontons and said with a smile.

Manshu raised her eyebrows: "Since Xiao Yanzi has already tried it for me, I will just have to take a bite."

The two of them were bored and acted out.
Chapter completed!