The Villain’s Little Cutie

Asi sat on the pony sling and looked at the mixed beads in front of him.

He sighed softly.

Start picking up seriously.

Suddenly, the shadow fell over him.

As Si looked up, he saw Cyril looking at him with a weird expression.

"elder brother?"

She called out softly, wondering why Cyril's eyes were so strange.

She called him, Cyril ignored him.

The boy looked at the little girl sitting on the pony sock intently, and didn't know what he thought of. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, full of gentleness.

There were also light spots in those light gray eyes. After a while, he suddenly knelt down.

Whispered: "Why is Betty so bad? These beads are all mixed together. She took the basin for me before, but the boundaries are obvious."

After he finished speaking, he also helped Assi pick a few.

Then he looked up at her.

The smile in his eyes was dazzling.

A Si was flustered when he saw him, but still seriously said: "Then maybe she doesn't like me."

After the little girl finished speaking, she seemed to realize that Betty didn't like herself, and her mouth puttered unhappy.

He lowered his head and began to choose seriously.

Cyril remembered that when "Betty" asked him to choose, the pot of pearls and stones were clear. But her kindness was ruined by him, and the basin of beads was spilled by him.

At this moment, he raised his head and looked at Asi, his eyes were almost dripping softly.

"Then that...Betty before...does you like me?"

Cyril didn't expect Ass to answer his words, after all, the little girl looked easily shy, he just wanted to see how she blushed.

Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, the little girl not only did not blush, but looked at herself with a serious face.

With that soft voice, he said seriously: "Yes, I like you."

She did not say that Betty likes you, but that she likes you.

I like you.

I only liked you in the first place.

Seeing her serious face, Cyril stammered and couldn't say a word.

She just squatted on the ground in a daze, looking up at the little girl sitting on the pony.

Suddenly, there was a flow of heat in my heart, and then it ran to every corner of my body.

Assi felt that Cyril was getting more and more weird. Not only did he stare at himself blankly, but he also occupies the basin and refused to choose the beads for you.

The little girl pursed her lips and took his hand away.

He lowered his head seriously and started the task Betty had ordered her.

Cyril looked at her for a while, until the blush on her face subsided.

Then he got up, took her hand and pulled her up.

Assi looked up at him.

"I haven't finished it yet, don't bother me."

Cyrillic:"……"

He has still figured out why Asi has an inexplicable sense of admiration for Betty, is it possible...

Cyril frowned.

"No need to do it, I'll take you out."

Assi shook his head, "Betty will be angry if you don't obey."

Cyril snorted and wanted to say whether she was angry or not, it would be best if she was angry, but as soon as his eyes touched the little girl's clear eyes, he swallowed what he wanted to say into his stomach.

"She asked you to do this just to get mad at you. You don't need to listen to her. Besides, with me by your side, she doesn't have to be afraid when she gets angry, it's impossible..."

Cyril frowned and said aggrievedly: "You don't like being with me...?"