Limited Time Hidden Marriage

The next day, Wen Churan woke up early and started working in the kitchen.

No matter what, she wanted to make Boyce stay comfortable in the presidential palace, so that he would be willing to assist the little milk tank.

It was estimated that it was almost noon when Boyce finally appeared. Wen Churan warmly greeted him, "Come on, come on, Mr. Boyce, let's have lunch first."

"No need." Boyce refused lightly and walked to the second floor. "I've already eaten."

ah? have eaten?

"Then...then I also have fruits and desserts after dinner, do you want to try them?" Wen Churan said hurriedly.

"I don't like sweets." Boyce refused again.

Don't like sweets?

After that, she was in a hurry to entertain him warmly, but she forgot to ask him what he liked to eat!

In order to make up for it, Wen Churan asked, "What do you like to eat? I'll help you prepare it now!"

The man suddenly stopped, looked back at Wen Churan, and said coldly, "Just don't bother me when I'm working!"

"..."

Wen Churan was stunned for a moment.

"Oh well…"

Watching Bai Yisi's retreating figure, Wen Churan couldn't help but shout, "Um...I put the food in the hall. If you are hungry, you can come down and eat at any time!"

Boyce pushed open the study room, only to see that the study room was empty, and there was no sign of the small milk jug.

He frowned and looked around the study room. Just when he was wondering why there was no one there, a fierce voice suddenly came from below.

"Hey! Where are you looking? I'm here!"

Bai Yisi lowered his head in search of the sound, and then realized that there was a small carrot head standing in front of him. Because it was not as high as his calf, he could not catch it with his eyes.

The little carrot head was stuck on his waist. He raised his head and looked at Boyce from head to toe.

Boyce bypassed him directly, walked to the desk, and looked through the messy documents on the desk.

The little milk tank hurriedly stopped, "Hey! Wait! Don't touch my things. Can you afford to pay for the mess?"

Boyce sneered, "Your desk...can it get any messier?"

The little milk jug groaned and ran over on her short legs, "Anyway, don't touch my things!"

Boyce ignored him and tidied the desk in three strokes, with all the processed and unprocessed files sorted.

Then, he pointed to the position in front of the desk and ordered to the small milk jug, "Go and sit down first."

The little milk jug glared at him with an expression of 'Why should I listen to you?'

Boyce frowned and said, "Are you going to sit down?"

"Don't sit down! Humph!" Little Milk Tank tilted her head, very stubborn.

Bai Yisi seemed to have lost his patience and directly picked up the collar of the small milk jug and threw him to his position.

The little milk tank thought about it, but Boyce held his shoulders, "If you move again, I'll tell you Mom!"

Upon hearing this, the little milk tank really took care of it. He glared at Boyce and said angrily, "Bad guy! Bad temper! Don't tell the truth if you can!"

Boyce smiled coldly, "If you have the ability, don't be afraid of me snitching."

"you you…"

Little Milk Tank was so angry that he couldn't speak, because he didn't have the ability.

He wanted to work hard to be a good baby, but he was most afraid of making Mommy angry. What if he ran out of glutinous rice dumplings to eat?

And... Moma seems to value this man quite a bit.

But, the more Mom values ​​this man, the more he hates this man!

Hum, no man is allowed to steal his mom!