The Villain’s Little Cutie

The thing in his hand popped on the table.

Betty stared at the two people opposite.

The voice is still sharp, obviously bringing anger.

"You tell me you two, you have eaten so much, what should we eat? At home, we know that it's lazy to cook."

Betty frowned slightly, and the eyes of the two brothers and sisters opposite were full of disgust.

Assi pursed his lips.

Feeling that Betty was a little unreasonable, she also put down the chopsticks in her hand.

He whispered: "We are not lazy. The food at this table is made by Cyril."

She said softly.

Seeing that Betty’s face became more ugly, Julia next to him also comforted her: "Mom, Cyril does all the housework at home. What's wrong with him eating more? And Asi, the little girl is just right. When we are growing up, we don’t eat sweet and sour pork ribs anyway. Assi eats them all without wasting food."

As soon as she spoke, Betty glared at her.

"You know how to speak for others. This is how you have been since you were a child. I think you are just something to eat inside and out."

Betty turned around and left angrily.

Standing on the stairs, he yelled to Cyril, "I think you just see that we don’t eat sweet and sour pork ribs and made them specially for your sister. Since you waste food so much, then you can take the carriage in the afternoon. ."

Betty was fierce, Julia and Julian did not dare to continue eating at all, and followed Betty back to the room.

Cyril was still eating slowly, not afraid of Betty's appearance at all.

Assi saw his calm look and asked curiously: "Aren't you afraid of her?"

Cyril gave her a strange look.

"Why should I be afraid of her?"

The tone was a bit arrogant.

But Asim clearly remembered that when she was Betty before, Cyril didn't dare to look at her, as if she was still trembling secretly.

It's impossible to say that you are not afraid.

"But... you were still very scared when you saw her before."

"Oh?" Cyril took a bite slowly, and raised his eyes to look at her. "When is it?"

If you look closely, you can see his eyes full of smiles.

Assi obediently said: "Just a few days...I heard what others said."

The little girl lowered her head and exhaled quietly.

He raised his head and looked at him cautiously.

Cyril was looking at her, and Asi, who looked at her with scorching eyes, was embarrassed.

"Oh, I have never been afraid of her. My father is my father, and my home is my home. Why should I be afraid of her?"

Cyril leaned close to her and said with a smile: "I pretended to see what you see."

After he finished speaking, he didn't explain the meaning of the sentence you saw.

It's just that the look in his eyes is inexplicable.

Assi was a little cramped by him, and quietly clenched his little hand.

Don't visit him at all.

Cyril looked at her, his lips curled up.

In the afternoon, Cyril was allowed to drive the carriage.

Assi also sat outside.

Betty thought it would be difficult for them, but the two of them seemed to be out to play.

Especially when I look at each other from time to time, even the air is full of different breath.

"Are you cold sitting outside?"

Cyril glanced at Asi next to him. The cool breeze was blowing on her face, and she was a delicate and weak girl again, and she definitely couldn't bear it.

"You go in, I just need to be outside."