Chapter 641 Don’t go back, don’t you stay here and play the game?

   Finally, relying on Xiaoxiaole to last until the evening, Angus finally woke up, and it happened that the servant also brought dinner.

  Wen Churan took a spoonful of food and handed it to Angus’s mouth. He lowered his head and opened his mouth, and his downbrows were light and gentle. Because they were just right, they did not appear artificial, but rather pleasing to the eye.

  Objectively speaking, this Angus is actually a gentle and elegant man, and his every move and even his expression appear to be very cultured and courteous.

  Such people are upright and generous, and value love and righteousness.

  It’s actually a good thing to be able to make friends with him.

  But Wen Churan vaguely felt that the more people who look like this, the more vigilant they should be.

  After dinner, Wen Churan rubbed his swollen temples, and couldn't wait to leave here and return to his bedroom. He was happy and his breathing was much smoother.

  As a result, as soon as he held the doorknob with his hand, he heard Angus asking behind him, "Miss Wen, are you going back now?"

  If you don’t go back, do you still stay here overnight?

  Wen Churan's heart was extremely irritable, but when he turned back, he had to squeeze a smile "Yes."

   "Can you talk to me for a while?" Angus asked.

  Wen Churan raised his wrist and pointed at the watch on it, “Your Royal Highness, it’s six o’clock in the evening, and it’s time for you to go to bed.”

  Six o'clock...

  Angus was stunned for a moment, "I go to bed at six, is it too early? And... I just woke up for an hour."

  Just woke up...an hour?

hehe.

  Sleep from 1pm to 5pm, he is embarrassed to say?

  I didn’t want to think that she sat on the sofa and played for four hours, and now she feels dizzy and weak!

  He wants her to stay and talk with him for a while? !

  Wen Churan almost couldn't help freaking out, but he could only take a deep breath, trying to maintain his final composure.

   Seeing that she hadn’t spoken to answer for a long time, 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 prince of a country?

  "Of course...you can!" With these four words, Wen Churan almost gritted his teeth, then let go of the door handle reluctantly, and dragged a heavy step to the side of Angus's bed.

   said it was chatting. In fact, most of it was Angus talking. Wen Churan leaned on the chair, resisting the urge to droop down his eyelids, and occasionally echoed a few sentences, accompanied by a dry laugh that made people feel very embarrassed.

  I don’t know how long it has been, Wen Churan finally couldn’t help it. After looking at his watch, he suddenly got up from the chair, “It’s nine o’clock!”

  Her exclamation was filled with joy that could not be hidden.

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

  Nonsense! It's already nine o'clock! Don't you go back and stay here to play the dick?

  Wen Churan smiled slightly, "It's getting late, your Royal Highness, you should rest."

   "That... okay." Angus didn't look sleepy, but he didn't seem embarrassed to keep her.

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

After nine o'clock, the presidential palace was silent. Wen Churan walked in the unmanned corridor. The light above his head was inexplicably dimmed and bright, but in just a few seconds, there was a sudden touch of the empty front. Silhouette.

  Because of the distance, Wen Churan couldn't see who the figure was, but saw that the man was wearing the clothes of a servant, and he couldn't help but wonder.

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

  　The next chapter is high energy~

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)