Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Bai Youran shook his head, "I don't know. In the dream, I... seemed stupid. I didn't say anything. I just watched the little boy cry in front of me. He cried miserably, as if I had really done something to regret him. It’s like something!”

Hearing this, Lu Ziyao couldn't help but frowned.

Last night, he clearly heard her calling Xun, but he lost his memory when he woke up?

But...who is the little boy? Wasn't she dreaming about Sheng Zhixun?

Bai Youran would never lie, at least not to lie to him.

So since she said that, Lu Ziyao didn't have too many doubts.

After breakfast, Wen Churan came again. Bai Youran hid behind Lu Ziyao and took a few furtive glances before slowly accepting Wen Churan's approach.

Under Lu Ziyao's comfort, Bai Youran and Wen Churan talked a few more words, and the relationship between the two finally improved.

In the afternoon, Wen Churan returned to the villa, and the small milk jug rushed down from upstairs. "Mom, Mom, when are we going back to Country V?"

Wen Churan hugged him, "What's wrong? Weren't you very happy when you came to City B? Why are you so anxious to return to Country V now?"

"It's not that I'm in a hurry, it was Teacher Boyce who called me to urge us to go back and asked us about the situation here."

Boyce?

Wen Churan was a little surprised.

When he was in country V, he ignored her. What happened when he returned to city B, but he launched a phone offensive?

"Then what did you say?"

"I said Mom, something happened to your friend. You have to stay with your friend and go back in a few days."

Wen Churan rubbed the back of his head and praised, "Good job, dear."

The little milk jug showed a sly smile, "Mom, are you lying? This is wrong. Aren't you afraid of teaching a kid like me a bad lesson?"

Wen Churan spanked her twice. "Am I teaching you a bad lesson? You were brought out of your mother's womb and have nothing to do with me."

The little milk jug slammed its head into Wen Churan's chest and shouted "Mom!"

Wen Churan couldn't help laughing.

Back in the bedroom, Wen Churan took out his cell phone, hesitated for a while, and then sent a brief text message to Boyce.

——I have a lot of important things to do, but I will deal with them as soon as possible.

Soon, the text message came back.

There are only two words shorter than her.

--receive.

Looking at the two bright words on the phone screen, Wen Churan suddenly felt speechless.

Late at night, Lu Ziyao still fell asleep with Bai Youran in his arms. Suddenly, Bai Youran, who was asleep, began to kick the quilt and kept shouting, "It's so hot...it's so hot, I'm going to melt..."

Lu Ziyao was afraid that she had a fever, so he reached out and touched her face. Not only was it not hot, but it was cold.

But she kept shouting hot.

Lu Ziyao tried to wake her up, but she seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep and had no response at all to his call.

He had no choice but to cover her with quilt and keep turning down the air conditioner temperature.

After a long time of fussing, she finally calmed down, banging and banging her mouth and sleeping soundly. Lu Ziyao suffered so much that her lips were trembling with cold.

The next day, Bai Youran got up tiredly again. When she went downstairs, she heard Lu Ziyao sneezing. She immediately ran over and asked with concern, "Master, what's wrong with you? Do you have a cold?"

Lu Ziyao's expression was indeed bad, and he asked with a thick nasal voice, "What happened to you last night? You kept crying."

Bai Youran was stunned, "Me? Why don't I remember it?"