"But I refused, so you're not happy?" Asked Boyce.

The little milk can shook his head. "It's not unhappy."

As Boyce pushed open the door and walked in, he said, "it's not easy for you to wait so long. You can eat enough food. Why bother you in the middle of the night? It was said before that you were careless and wordy for your own good. Why can't you be more considerate of her when you are enjoying her good? "

The little milk can was confused. "I just want to eat delicious food..."

Boyce thought for a moment and said, "you're too young. You naturally don't understand these, but in the future, when facing people who are good to you, you should learn to say no. I'm not hungry, I'm not tired, I'm not busy, I'm not sad. In this way, it can reduce a lot of burden for you. "

"But... What if I'm hungry, tired, busy and sad?"

Boyce smiled. "That's what I told you. Men should learn patience and restraint."

"Oh, so it is... I seem to understand a little bit."

"If you understand, go to bed."

The little milk can washed himself, put on his pajamas, lay in bed and waved to Boyce, "good night, Mr. Boyce."

Boyce helped him turn off the light and turned away from the bedroom.

Wen churan almost trotted up the second floor and came to Bai Yisi and said, "it's too late. Mr. Bai Yisi, please stay in the presidential palace and have a rest. I'll ask the servant to prepare your room for you."

"No." Boyce refused decisively and turned downstairs.

Wen churan hurriedly followed him. "You're welcome, Mr. Boyce. If you have to go back so late, it will delay your rest time. You can just rest at the presidential palace."

When Bai Yisi came to the door, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at Wen churan behind him. He looked a little unhappy. "Do you often stay with men so casually?"

"No, no, no!" Wen churan quickly waved his hand, "because you are the teacher of the small milk can. It's too hard to teach him, so I just..."

"I don't feel tired." Bai Yisi said coldly, and then walked directly out of the presidential palace.

After being beaten up for some reason, Wen churan didn't catch up.

Curious

He felt that he was working hard and wanted to leave him to rest, but he was not happy.

The next day, the little milk can got up early. After washing himself, he sat in his study and read the documents.

Wen churan called the Secretary General on the first floor.

"Your son is very capable, right... He just came yesterday and tamed the little milk can."

After hearing this, the secretary general was very happy. "It seems that we old people are useless. Now it is your young people's world."

"Secretary general, you think too much and rest assured. I'm still waiting for you to leave the hospital!"

Just then, Boyce came.

Wen churan hung up, greeted him and said, "Mr. Boyce, you were so busy yesterday. In fact, you don't have to come so early today."

"There's a meeting this morning. I'll bring a small can of milk."

Wen churan was surprised. "Are you going to take a small milk can out?"

Hearing her tone was wrong, Boyce looked at her. "What? Are you afraid I'll sell the milk can? "

"No Wen churan explained, "as you know, something happened not long ago. If I let the small milk can go out now, I'm afraid it's dangerous..."

"Don't worry, he won't be in danger with me." Said Boyce faintly.