Reborn: Sure to Flirt Me? novel Chapter 87

Perhaps it was because of her psychological effect, when the warm breath blew on her wrist, Molly did feel the pain relief.

"All right, all right." Seeing that Allen had applied ointment on her injured wrist and even wanted to apply it on her arm, Molly hurriedly stopped him.

Unwilling to let go of Molly's wrist, Allen asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Molly shook her head with a smile and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore. Thank you, Allen."

Allen grinned, probably because he felt a little dizzy and frowned soon.

"Lie down and have a rest! Didn't you say you were sleepy? " Seeing this, Molly shook her head helplessly. "You have a cold now. You will recover soon after you have a good rest."

After such a long time, Allen couldn't hold on any longer. After all, he was still having a high fever, and even an iron man couldn't be like a normal people. After hearing what Molly said, he slowly laid down and held her uninjured hand with his hand and kept mumbling.

"You promised me to stay here with me."

Molly said hastily, "Okay, I'll stay here with you. Go to sleep."

After Allen closed his eyes, Molly took out her phone and was about to send a message to her family, telling them that she might be back late today and that they didn't have to wait for her to have dinner.

As soon as the message was sent out, Molly met a pair of eyes. Allen, who was supposed to be asleep, was looking at her under the quilt.

"Why don't you go to sleep?" Molly raised her eyebrows and looked at him. "Didn't you say you were sleepy?"

Allen raised his head from the quilt and looked a little funny. He said, "I forgot to tell you just now. If you are going to leave but I haven't woken up yet, you must wake me up. You can't sneak away!"

"Got it." Molly touched his forehead helplessly. "I won't forget to tell you."

Allen stretched out his hand and rubbed the place pointed by Molly. He chuckled and closed his eyes again.

About half an hour later, Molly felt her legs numb. Looking at Allen, she guessed that he must have fallen asleep. She took her hand back gently, picked up the tray on the table and went downstairs quietly.

"Click!" With a long and crisp sound, the door was closed.

The moment the door was closed, Allen, who had been asleep, opened his eyes. His eyes looked very clear, and there was no trace of waking up.

He looked at the closed door and felt that there was only him left in the room. Although he had been familiar with this atmosphere, he did not know why he felt a little loneliness today. Perhaps people would always become fragile when they were sick.

'Didn't you promise me? Tell me when you left. Even if I'm asleep, you have to wake me up and tell me before you leave. Then why don't you tell me now?'

'Besides, her wrist was red and swollen all over the place. It could be seen that there were traces of fingers. It was impossible for her to be injured by something. It was clearly scratched by someone. Who did she meet when she came?'

The expression on Allen's face changed several times, and in the end, he only sighed slightly.

At this time, Molly had gone downstairs. The servant who took care of Allen took the tray from Molly's hand as soon as she saw Molly. When the servant saw the untouched dessert, she was a little confused.

"Mr. Allen, doesn't he like these desserts? I saw him eat happily yesterday. "

Molly smiled and said, "It's not that he doesn't like it. It's just that he has a fever. I don't dare to let him eat it."

The servant was a little surprised, "Mr. Allen is sick? Does he need a doctor? "

"Don't worry. I've already asked him to take the medicine and he's asleep now. If he doesn't feel well tomorrow, let the doctor come again." Molly said as she walked towards the kitchen. "Please cook some porridge for Allen later. Let him have some when he wakes up."

"Okay, I'll do it now." The servant agreed without hesitation and went into the kitchen quickly.

Molly stood aside and nodded her head. She didn't care how Celine treated Allen. But the servant was quite good. At least, Molly could see that the servant cared about Allen.

"Miss Molly..." The servant stopped what she was doing and looked at Molly. She wanted to say something but stopped on a second thought.

"What's wrong?" Molly was a little confused. What words were so hard to say?

"Just now..." The servant said hesitantly, "Mr. Jonson came here just now and looked a little pale. He asked if you were here as soon as he came. I told him that you and Mr. Allen were upstairs and Mr. Jonson asked me to tell you to look for him when you left."

Molly snorted and said, "He is so arrogant. He actually asked me to look for him?"

Molly turned to look at the servant, who was a little embarrassed. Molly chuckled and said, "I see. Thank you."

"No, it's not troublesome." The servant waved her hand in a hurry, "Miss Molly, if you are fine, I will continue to cook porridge?"