Chapter 641

It was not easy to rely on Xiaole until the evening that Angus finally woke up, and the servant also brought dinner.

Wen churan scooped a spoon of food and handed it to Angus. He lowered his head and opened his mouth. His bent eyebrows and eyes were light and gentle. Because they were just right, they didn't seem artificial, but very pleasing to the eye.

Objectively speaking, Angus is actually a gentle man. His every move and even his expression seem very cultured and polite.

Such a person is upright and generous, attaches importance to emotion and righteousness.

It would be a good thing to make friends with him.

But Wen churan vaguely felt that the more people who look easy to get along with, the more they should be vigilant.

After dinner, Wen churan rubbed his swollen temples and couldn't wait to leave here and go back to his bedroom. He was in a happy mood and his breathing was much smoother.

As a result, as soon as he held the door handle, Angus behind him asked, "Miss Wen, are you going back now?"

Don't you stay here for the night?

Wen churan was so upset that when she turned back, she had to squeeze out a smile. "Yes."

"Can you talk to me again?" Angus asked.

Wen churan raised his wrist and pointed to the watch on it. "Your Highness, it's six o'clock in the evening. It's time for you to go to bed."

At six

Angus was stunned for a moment. "Will it be too early to go to bed at six? And... I've only been awake for an hour. "

Just woke up... An hour?

ha-ha.

From 1:00 p.m. to 5:00 p.m., does he mean to say?

I don't think she sat on the sofa and played xiaoxiaole for four hours. Now she is dizzy and her legs are soft!

He wants her to stay and talk to him?!

Wen churan almost couldn't help being crazy, but he could only take a deep breath and tried to keep his final composure.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Angus asked again, "can you?"

The man's cautious appearance seems to be particularly afraid of being rejected by her.

Can she refuse the request of a crown prince?

"Of course... Yes!" Wen churan almost said these four words with gnashing teeth, then reluctantly released the door handle and dragged himself to Angus's bed.

When it comes to chatting, in fact, most of them are Angus talking. Wen churan leaned back in his chair, endured the impulse of drooping eyelids, occasionally echoed two sentences, accompanied by a very embarrassing dry smile.

I don't know how long it took. Wen churan finally couldn't help it. After looking at his watch, he got up from his chair and said, "it's nine o'clock!"

There was a hidden joy in her exclamation.

"Miss Wen, are you going back?" Angus asked.

crap! It's already nine o'clock! Don't you go back and stay here to dance?

Wen churan smiled. "It's getting late. Your highness, it's time for you to rest."

"Then... Okay." Angus didn't look sleepy, but he seemed embarrassed to keep her.

With this sentence, Wen churan was like a prisoner who was finally released after serving his sentence and rushed out of the bedroom.

At more than nine o'clock, there was silence in the presidential palace. Wen churan walked in the deserted corridor. The light above his head was inexplicably dark and bright. However, in just a few seconds, there was a sudden shadow in front of the empty front.

Because of the distance, Wen churan couldn't see who the figure was, but he couldn't help wondering when he saw that the man was wearing a servant's clothes.

The general sleep time in country Z is early. At this time, the servants have already rested.