The Villain’s Little Cutie

Assi was originally lying on the bed.

Suddenly sat up.

"Male, boy?"

"Isn't it Cinderella?"

Only Cinderella lives with her and two daughters in the house, there is no possibility of a fifth person.

[Have I said that Cinderella is a girl? ]

Assi shook his head obediently.

But obviously, she looks strange with such a well-behaved appearance now.

Go over and open the door.

There is no one outside the door.

Julia and Julianne are already sitting on the table.

Even Cyril sat on it.

It's just the farthest place away from the three of them.

As the only boy in the family, Asi stood on the stairs and looked at Cyril carefully.

Brown-gray curly hair, even the color of the eyes is very light.

Wearing wash and shabby clothes.

It looks like it should be his father's, after all, the sleeves and trousers have been rolled up several times.

It's so pathetic.

Assi approached step by step.

The nice boy who was sitting on the table suddenly trembled.

He took a bite of his meal suddenly and raised his head quickly.

Glancing at her with those light gray eyes.

Then he ate it again.

Asi: "..."

Just about to sit down.

A row of red letters flashed in his mind.

[Tonight, you just had a fight with Cyril's aunt, you should be angry. For today’s meal, you should make Cyril eat the leftovers. ]

Assi was stunned.

His eyes froze on Cyril's back.

The boy really froze.

"Don't, don't eat."

Although her words are not deterrent, Betty's perennial prestige is still there.

Cyril really put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, even Julia and Julianne.

Julia looked at Assi with a worried face, teardrops in her eyes again.

Julianne looked at Cyril with a gleeful look.

"Mother, Cyril's body is so dirty and smelly, I don't want to sit here."

Asi was at a loss and was a bad guy for the first time.

She has no experience.

Can only stare at Cyril with eyes wide open.

After a while, he felt that he didn't even know she looked at his back like this.

Loudly said again: "Turn around!"

Cyril lowered his head, but quietly shook his hand hidden by the wide sleeve.

He cast his eyes down at the hem of the deep purple skirt in front of him.

Don't argue with emotions.

Asi carefully managed his facial expressions, trying to make himself look fierce as much as possible.

But she did, because it was Betty's face after all.

"You, who are dirty, come to the table to eat, go sit and stand, and you will eat after we finish eating."

The boy did not refute, but stood up very obediently.

Looked at the young man who had just stood up on his shoulders.

Assi exhaled.

This was sitting on the table.

Cyril kept his head down.

Without a word, standing in front of the snow-white wall.

The slender neck looks even whiter.

Assi's gaze was still fixed on Cyril, but Julia next to him started to cry.

"Mother, Cyril is just when he is growing up. If he doesn't eat, he will be stunted. Please don't punish him..."

Julia was crying.

Assi didn't want to punish Cyril either.

"If you punish him not to eat, then I won't eat either."

Julia put down what was in her hand as a threat.

Assi raised his eyes and glanced at Julia.

The expression is unwavering.

"OK."