White Moonlight who woke up and became a paranoid wizard

Chapter 84
Arthur's eyes turned maliciously and glanced at Cinderella.

Seeing that she was still focusing on chopping vegetables quietly, Arthur twirled the two dead flies with his fingers as if nothing had happened.

Cinderella heard the sound of boiling and bubbling in the pot, and hurried over again. She tucked her broken hair behind her ears, lifted the lid of the pot, and prepared to ladle the soup into the bowl.

She cooked pumpkin porridge, and just after lifting the lid, the aroma filled the kitchen.

Arthur sniffed lightly and praised without restraint: "It smells so good, sister is so amazing."

The tips of Cinderella's ears turned red again in embarrassment. As she hurriedly scooped up the soup, the pumpkin porridge frequently splashed onto her little hands, causing them to become red.

Seeing this, Arthur took the bowl and said, "Sister, let me do it. You continue to chop the vegetables."

Cinderella looked up at him with some worry, the meaning in her eyes was self-evident.

Arthur turned away anxiously for a moment: "That was just an accident. I will still do such a small thing!"

Maybe that look touched a painful point in his heart...

Cinderella lightly covered her lips with her little hand, smiled brightly, and went to the chopping board to cut vegetables obediently.

It seemed like she hadn't smiled so heartily for a long time.

Cinderella's peripheral vision was reluctant to cling to Arthur. He was very good and excellent. He seemed to be gentle to everyone... He didn't care about his status, so he took the initiative to care about her.

The more Cinderella thought about it, the more bitter she became.

This may be an extravagant dream for her, a fragile soap bubble that is out of reach.

Because Lord Arthur likes Aurora.

The reason why Arthur turned his back was more to make it easier for him to "do evil".

He took the bowl engraved with Tina and flicked it without hesitation, and the two dead flies fell into the bowl. Arthur pretended to be doing nothing and scooped up the soup. The thick pumpkin porridge completely covered up the dead flies. Strictly.

Arthur looked like a child who was deliberately planning a mischief, his lips curled up slyly.

after all.

In such a boring life, we should have some fun, right?
After the sumptuous lunch was put on the table, Cinderella, who was so busy, finally had a rest. Arthur gently brushed the wet hair on her forehead, took out a handkerchief made of fine silk from his arms, and wiped it gently. Beads of sweat on her cheeks.

Cinderella's little body stiffened slightly, and she allowed Arthur to finish wiping. After calmly taking back the handkerchief, Cinderella let out a long sigh of relief.

The way Arthur looked at her just now was so similar...

It's like looking at a cherished lover affectionately.

Cinderella hurriedly shook her little head to get rid of her unreal thoughts.

After the last dish was brought to the table, Cinderella prepared to stand down. She had never been allowed to go to the table.

Just as she took half a step back, Arthur grabbed her wrist: "Where are you going, sister?"

Arthur's eyes were burning, as if he could see through her heart at a glance.

Cinderella was startled, and subconsciously raised her eyes to look at her stepmother and two sisters. After a long time, she lowered her head and responded softly: "I will go back to the room to eat."

Back to her tiny basement?

Arthur sneered from the bottom of his heart, but Junrong was as innocent as ever: "Why can't you eat here?"

"No!" Cinderella was almost close to Arthur's ear, lowering her voice, "Little prince, please spare me, I will be scolded for doing this!"

"Why are you being scolded?" Arthur's smile added a bit of evil, and the strength in his hand could not be refused, "Sister, eat with me, okay?"

(End of this chapter)