The Villain’s Little Cutie

"Anyway, this room is so big, brother, you live here."

As the little girl said, she gently grabbed the corner of his clothes and shook it a few times.

The big eyes are full of concern.

Cyril was thinking about what she said just now, that sentence was not allowed to move because the weather was not cold before, and then silently recalled in his heart, it really made people wonder.

Seeing Asi's expression became more and more unpredictable.

"You mean... you wanted me to move out of the attic a long time ago?"

There was a slight smile in his voice.

It was like a big bad wolf patiently coaxing a little sheep.

Asi nodded, not seeing Cyril's eyes getting deeper and deeper because of her actions, and the smile at the corners of his mouth became more and more unpredictable.

"Do you not want to come down, or are you worried... um..." Assi pursed his lips for a moment, loosened the hand holding his sleeve, and pointed to the big bed, "We are cousins ​​and cousins ​​who have nothing to do , And you see that the bed is so big, if you are shy, put a quilt in the middle, so that's it."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to think that his proposal was extremely clever, and a slight smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The little Liwor appeared in front of Cyril again, looking exactly the same as the little girl he had dreamed of before, and his fingers were itchy again.

Quietly rubbing a few times, this time suppressed the urge to poke her Limao.

"I'm shy..." The smile on Cyril's lips became brighter, and there was no Bingfeng who had laughed before, and he only whispered: "But I'm used to living in the attic. If I can't live anymore, I Just move down, okay? You must reserve a place for me."

"Well," Assi lowered his head and thought for a moment, he was actually used to it, Xiao Bai's adaptability is just strong pressure.

"Okay, but you must not be able to live anymore if you feel unwell."

After she finished speaking, she saw the thick quilt on the bed.

Walked over and touched it, she didn't need to sleep on such a soft bed.

I stubbornly put a layer of quilt on the bed against my shoulders, tilted his head and smiled at Cyril: "Then you don't move it if you don't move it down, but you may get sick if you put more quilts on it."

After explaining his actions, he walked to the attic.

Cyril has been following her all the time.

Although he didn't speak, his facial features had already revealed his good mood at this time.

A pair of eyebrows are curved, and the corners of his mouth are gently tilted.

Looking at the little girl in front, she was not tired even after carrying such a quilt.

Instead, they walked in a majestic manner, and the stairs were tumbling.

Unexpectedly, she would care about herself so much.

It caught him by surprise.

Seeing her spread the quilt on the small bed, she didn't mean to help, so she looked at her with a smile on her lips.

The little girl opened the window again for ventilation.

Then he sat on the paved bed and smiled at Cyril.

"It's still pretty good here."

She shook her head slightly, then leaned on the small window and looked out.

Cyril saw her movement and took a few steps forward subconsciously.

He opened his hands to protect him, as if he was afraid of her falling.

However, with just such a small window and still so high, how stupid is it that someone would accidentally fall down?