Chapter 1300

Wen churan stood up and prepared to leave, but his arm was suddenly caught.

She looked back and saw that Boyce was pulling her. Her voice was hoarse and said, "how are you these days?"

Wen churan was stunned. Unexpectedly, he was ill, but he still had to care about her state like this.

She smiled and said, "I'm fine, but it's you. You didn't tell me when you were sick, and you prepared ginger soup for me that night. Why don't you drink a bowl?"

"I don't like drinking."

"There's no reason why you like it or not! Who likes to drink that kind of thing? It's not for the body. If you don't drink it, you will suffer like this! " Wen churan couldn't help scolding.

Then he felt that his attitude was not polite enough. "Well... I mean, take care of your body..."

"OK." Boyce answered softly, "I see."

After hearing this, Wen churan smiled happily. "Then you have a rest and call me if you have something."

Leaving the bedroom, the little milk can is looking outside. "How's Mr. Boyce? Is he all right? "

"The fever has gone down. Would you like to go in and have a look?"

The little milk can shook its head into a rattle and refused very simply, "no, I can't let him know that I care about him. It will spoil him!"

Huh?

Wen Chu dyed his head with a black question mark.

What a strange truth.

In the afternoon, Boyce's fever subsided, but his body was still very weak. As he said, his body was already ill.

Wen churan sat by the bed and peeled an apple for Bai Yisi. "Eating more fruit is good for your health."

Boyce took the apple, but did not bite it. Instead, he stared at the apple in a daze, as if he were thinking about something.

After a long time, he suddenly asked, "what did you mean by what you said in front of President Adair's tombstone last time? Why did President Adair die for you? Did you... Hear anything? "

Wen churan was stunned. He didn't expect Bai Yisi to ask about this.

She couldn't answer for the moment.

She can't tell Boyce about her relationship with Sheng Shimo, including previous lives and curses.

Her relationship with Boyce is not good enough to confide.

"Nothing, I just feel... When he is in danger, I am not with him, so I am also responsible for his death."

Bai Yisi narrowed his eyes, flashed a sharp edge at the bottom of his eyes, stared at Wen churan's face, and seemed to be observing her expression.

Obviously, he doesn't believe it.

But he just raised his eyebrows and didn't ask any more questions.

Wen churan pulls out a far fetched smile.

In the evening, when Wen churan was going back to the presidential palace, Bai Yisi suddenly said, "it's too late. Why don't you stay and have a rest tonight."

Wen churan shook his head, raised a cunning smile at the corners of his mouth and joked, "that's not good. I used to leave Mr. Boyce to rest in the presidential palace, but you refused every time, so I'm going to refuse you now. It's' reciprocity ', so you can feel the taste of being rejected."

"So vindictive?" Boyce smiled helplessly.

Wen churan raised her eyebrows and admitted frankly, "yes, that's how I bear grudges."

Then he got up from his position and waved to Boyce, "I'll go back first."

Boyce immediately got up from his bed and said, "I'll ask the driver to take you back."

"No, no, I've asked the driver of the presidential palace to pick it up."