The Villain’s Little Cutie

Asi held the oil-paper umbrella, the white skirt was splashed with mud.

She stopped, pursing her lips angrily.

The dark eyes were a little hazy, and the drizzle was falling.

When she looked up again, she saw Han Sheng had already walked over.

"Hansheng, the skirt is dirty."

She pursed her lips, feeling terribly wronged.

Han Sheng took the umbrella and looked down at the mud spots on the white skirt. His black eyes were heavy, suppressing the grievances under his eyes.

Whispered: "It can be washed off, I will wash it when I go home."

Assi bends his lips, and the spot of light in his eyes instantly spreads.

She gently tugged at Hansheng's sleeve, "Hansheng, you are so kind."

I thought it was a black lotus that brought me home, but I didn't expect it to be a caring little padded jacket.

Han Sheng held A Si's arm, waited for her to stand up straight, and then slowly grasped those white tender little hands.

He is much taller than Ass now, so he has to lower his head when talking to her.

"Assi, why did you come so late."

He held the small hand in his palm, feeling the warm feeling, and the gloom in his eyes calmed slightly.

Asi stretched out his hand, stood on tiptoe and patted Hansheng's head gently, "I want to call Sister Asi."

The little girl pretended to be angry and widened her eyes, with a serious expression.

Han Sheng pursed his lips and said nothing.

Black eyes are swarthy.

Asi: "Okay, okay, don't bark, don't bark, you're not cute anymore..."

She stretched out her hand and gestured, "When you were young, you were obedient. One bite of sister Assi is super cute."

As she said, she didn't forget to look up at Han Sheng, the light in her eyes seemed to dizzy people.

Holding the umbrella, Han Sheng walked beside Asi, paying attention to Asi's feet while also paying attention to whether Asi was caught in the rain.

After Asi finished speaking, he said lightly, "What did you do today?"

"Hmm..." Assi tilted his head and thought for a while, then said: "I followed and had a fight, but they couldn't beat me."

Han Sheng gave a hum, stretched out his hand and rubbed Asi's head, seemingly inadvertently asked: "Did Uncle Xu go to the police station?"

"It's coming."

"Ok."

Han Sheng lowered his eyes and held Asi's hand tightly.

As soon as he got home, Asi took off his skirt, revealing his two white legs.

She always felt that something was not right behind her, and when she turned her head, she saw Han Sheng leaning against the door.

Assi yelled.

Quickly grabbed the quilt to cover his legs, and complained: "Hansheng, how can you peek!"

The boy was leaning against the door with a smile on his face.

"Assi, what do you want to eat tonight."

Asi covered his legs with a quilt, pursing his lips and looking at Han Sheng seriously.

"Huh, I want candy."

"No," Han Sheng said helplessly as he looked at the little girl's grievances: "You forgot. You said that you had a toothache a few days ago."

The little girl lowered her head and whispered: "It was a few days ago. I don't have a toothache anymore."

Han Sheng watched Asi sat on the bed obediently, remembering the two dazzling legs he had seen before, and strode over.

"How about making sweet and sour fish at night? It's also very sweet."

He coaxed Asi patiently, rubbing her head again and again with his big hands.

Those eyes were full of tenderness, mixed with a touch of madness that was not easy to detect.

Assi raised his head and blinked.

"Then... that's all right."

She thought for a while and then said, "Hansheng, you should go out. I'm changing clothes. You just peeped at me and didn't apologize to me."

The corner of Han Sheng's mouth tickled slightly, "Okay, sorry."