The Villain’s Little Cutie

Assi's small fists were all clenched.

But there is no reason to refute.

She is a badass.

but……

Seeing so many people scolding themselves.

The little girl was not calm again.

Staring at the woman.

Yelled: "I just have money, and some are money."

After speaking, turn around and leave.

Leave them a haughty back.

Everyone: "..."

This is not like Betty's previous combat effectiveness.

How... how do you look like a child?

"This person is really true. If you can't tell, just leave."

Assi returned home angrily.

It was getting dark long ago.

The faint moonlight illuminated the courtyard.

Cyril did not go back to the room to sleep.

It was shrunk in a corner of the yard.

Bent over, looking at the flowers in the yard intently.

Perceive that someone is watching him.

Cyril straightened up vigilantly.

When his gaze reached Asi, the momentum of his body instantly weakened.

There was a subtle cowardice in his eyes unconsciously.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I will go back to my room right now."

The teenager hurriedly wanted to run into the house.

Suddenly there was a stern voice.

"stop."

Cyril stopped immediately.

The brow frowned.

A trace of fear flashed quickly in the light gray eyes.

He hates Betty, but at the same time he is afraid of her.

After all, the woman moved in when he was very young, and he was raised by her since he was a child.

Even though he has grown up now and can beat her, he has rooted his fear of Betty since he was a child.

When he was bullied by her, he would only be afraid and could not resist.

He thought that she must have been humiliated by calling him to stop.

Unexpectedly, Betty said--

"Stand here, talk to...talk to me for a while."

Asi looked at the figure of the young man in front of him.

She wanted to get close when she saw Xiaobai.

But now she wants to play the image of Cinderella's stepmother after all.

Talking... isn't it a collapse?

Of course not.

The little girl pursed her lips.

Continue to command: "Go back."

Cyril felt extremely humiliated.

Turning around trembling.

What I saw was not Betty's ironic face.

But--

The woman was wearing a gorgeous deep purple dress, with golden curly hair pouring down.

She raised her head slightly.

The moonlight shone on her face.

Those eyes were dark and bright.

As if overflowing with stars in the sky.

He had never seen such a look on Betty's face, and the soft temperament around him.

Unconsciously lowered his eyes, his fingers were a little cramped against the seams of his pants.

If she confronted him with that ironic face, he would be angry, but she was a little at a loss.

"You like flowers very much?"

Just when I came in, I saw the young man bending over, with an expression on her face that she had never seen before.

The tip of his nose almost touched the petals.

By the moonlight, Asi could see his trembling eyelashes clearly.

Cyril nodded.

"Since you like it, you can clean the garden together from now on."

In the province, he can only sneak in to see the flowers in the garden at night.

Cyril clenched his fists abruptly.

Sure enough, she still wanted to humiliate herself.

Don't miss any chance.

"……good."

Assi tilted his head.

"you are not willing?"

Obviously the tone of discussion.

Cyril shut up but said nothing.

He hates himself.

Assi lowered his head sadly.

Finished the hem of his skirt.

"It's late, go back to bed."

After speaking, she entered the house.

Cyril was left alone, staring at her back in deep thought.