Reborn: Sure to Flirt Me? novel Chapter 155

"Where... Where did you go just now?"

Allen sat on the edge of the bed and smiled, "You still say you don't miss me. Then why did you ask me where I went just now? "

"Hey!" Molly patted him angrily. "I woke up from a coma. My fiance, who should have been by my side, hasn't shown up for a long time. Shouldn't I ask you?"

She felt wronged after saying that. Looking at Allen who was still smiling, she felt more and more wronged. She kicked Allen hard, lay down, pulled up the quilt and covered her head, ignoring him.

After being kicked out of the bed, Allen found that he seemed to have pissed her off again. Seeing that she was covered in the quilt, he hurried forward to coax her, "Molly, are you really angry? Are you sure you don't want to talk to me? "

Molly rolled her eyes silently in the quilt. Every time she was angry, Allen would say something like that. At the beginning, she felt a little comfortable. Now it was just a trap. In fact, Allen was good in everything, except that sometimes his EQ was not very high.

But it couldn't be improved in a short time. Take his time.

In fact, after she got into the quilt, she felt a little ridiculous about what she had done just now. Why was she angry at this time? Perhaps she just wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to act like a spoiled child because Allen loved her.

Thinking of that, Molly smiled. She felt a little sentimental when she thought of that!

But now, she really didn't want him to forgive her just so easily. Anyway, she had to teach him a lesson.

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of Molly's quilt, Allen was a little anxious. "Molly, are you really ignoring me?"

He pulled it gently, fearing that it would hurt her. Feeling a twitch inside, Allen became more anxious. "Molly, are you crying? I'm sorry. It's not that you miss me, but I miss you. Please don't cry! "

All of a sudden, Molly threw the quilt down from her body. She got out of the quilt and said with a ferocious face, "Who is crying? My leg is cramped!"

"Which leg?"

Hearing that her leg was cramped, Allen quickly turned to the end of the bed and lifted the corner of the quilt to ask her.

"It seems that both of my feet were cramped." Molly grinned.

Allen hurriedly reached out to rub her feet and muttered, "Why are your feet cramped? Are you short of calcium recently? "

"How do I know?" Molly replied impatiently.

Allen carefully flattered her, "Then I'll ask the doctor to examine you later, okay? If it's really a calcium deficiency, we'd better ask the nutritionist to make a menu. "

It was not easy to say no to him, so she could only answer expressionlessly, "Okay."

"Okay, I'll call the doctor over later."

While speaking, Allen was massaging Molly's shins. Seeing his lowered head, Molly could see his blue eyes. She felt a little sorry for him, so her voice softened.

"No, it's not a big deal. The doctor will come to make the rounds of the wards later. Let's talk about it later!" Molly held his hand and asked, "Did you have lunch?"

Allen's hand was held by her, so he couldn't help her rub her leg. "How is it? Are you feeling better now? "

"Nothing. I'm asking you. Have you eaten yet?"

"Yes... Well, I haven't eaten yet! " Allen was about to tell her that he had already eaten, but Molly's eyes forced him to tell her the truth.

Molly checked the time. It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon. "Why don't you eat something before coming here?"

After saying that, she took the heat preservation box from the cabinet and said, "I haven't drunk up the chicken soup that my parents brought today. You eat first, and later go out to buy some food if you have time!"

Allen took the lunch box with a smile and said, "Okay, I'm not hungry either. These are enough. If you want something to eat tonight, I'll go out to buy it for you."

"Why didn't you cook for me?" Molly looked at him with a smile.

Embarrassed, Allen touched his nose and said, "I'm afraid I can make it, but you may not dare to eat it."

Molly handed him a clean spoon and said, "You are just a kitchen killer!"

Allen was a little unconvinced. While drinking the soup, he muttered, "I'm not a kitchen killer. I just haven't learned it!"

"Then show it to me when you learn it."

"Okay!" Allen replied happily. After he finished his words, he found that Molly make a trap for him. He immediately pulled a long face and said, "I'd better not!"