The Villain’s Little Cutie

After Cyril finished speaking, he looked at Assi particularly aggrieved.

Assi immediately became anxious, and stretched out his hand to grab his sleeve.

"I don't like it, I like it," he repeated for fear that he would not believe it, "I like it very much, I really like it very much."

When Asi was Betty before, Cyril felt extremely pitiful.

Because as long as she was there, Cyril would either lower his head or tilt his head, so he didn't dare to look at her at all. Assi thought he was afraid of Betty.

And there is no one in the family who can talk to Cyril. Since Asi is here, he will definitely treat Xiaobai well.

Thinking about it this way, she didn't want to worry about the tasks Betty ordered.

"Well, where do you want to go, I'll be with you."

Fearing that he felt that he was not sincere enough, he kicked the basin beside him with his feet, and then took his feet far away from him, and looked up at Cyril seriously.

Her behavior made Cyril very happy.

No amount of throbbing until my lips congealed into a "OK."

At this time, Cyril was like a hairy boy, unable to say a word nervously in front of his beloved little girl.

As soon as Assi was nervous, he would have to make an inch, but as long as Asli showed his liking for his actions, Cyril would be very nervous.

He tentatively reached out and took the little girl's hand.

A heart beating violently.

Asi was very close to him, it was hard to hear the sound of the sound in his ears.

Looking up again, he saw Cyril's originally white cheeks flushed red.

Asi frowned and suddenly stood on tiptoe, with a small hand on his forehead.

Then he touched his own.

He whispered: "It's not hot at all, but why is your face so red? Oh, it's even redder."

Cyrillic:"……"

Cyril put his head away and reached out to touch his hot cheek.

Shaking his head, "I'm not sick, let's go."

"Really?"

"real."

After getting his affirmative answer, Assi looked at him carefully for a while and found that he was quite normal except for his red cheeks, so he had to say, "Then you need to wear more clothes."

"……well."

Cyril didn't feel calmer until he walked outside and was blown by the cold wind, and then looked at the little girl next to him.

The corners of the mouth can't stop rising.

They did not ride in a carriage, but walked.

I met a lot of acquaintances along the way, but they all looked at them and didn't look forward to talking.

When it comes to the hillside, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians.

The front is colorful.

The wind was blowing, still with bursts of fragrance.

Assi quietly stood on tiptoes and looked into the distance.

"Is that a flower?"

Cyril nodded.

"Yes."

The two walked over holding hands.

The sea of ​​flowers on the hillside was about to surround the two of them.

Assi smiled, his eyes are naturally full of joy.

But the joy is not as good as giving her a piece of candy.

But Cyril brought himself here, and he definitely hoped that he would be happy.

Therefore, Asi also praised Cyril in particular, and the boy's face turned red.

"There weren't so many flowers here before, they were all planted by my mother."

The two were sitting on the hillside, the air filled with fragrance of flowers.

Assi raised his head and looked at Cyril seriously.

"Because this... is where they picked me up... My mother didn't want me to recall the bare hillside, so she planted this hillside full of flowers."