Quick wear: the blackened boss is fierce and clingy

chapter 89
"As long as he doesn't hurt us, there's nothing to hate."

Tang Shu's words kept playing in Cyril's mind.

Will not.

He said silently, as if he was solemnly making an extremely serious promise.

Here.

Tang Shu seemed to have just realized something, and looked at Cyril suspiciously: "Why are you asking me these questions all of a sudden?"

The little princess pursed her lips lightly.

"I just saw Lord Louis, and I'm a little curious."

Oh.

Tang Shu nodded.

As the pope, the hero is indeed very attractive in this world.

However, for the villain, doubts are not only normal but inevitable.

After watching Louis and other equestrian students for a while, Tang Shu became physically sleepy.

She propped her head up, feeling a little uninterested.

Seeing this, Xi Ruier suggested softly: "You go back and rest first, I can do it by myself."

"Huh?" Tang Shu opened her eyes that were about to close, and looked at Cyril next to her in a daze.

She paused for a second, then waved to Cyril.

"Come to me for a while."

Cyril looked up in confusion.

After hesitating for a moment, he got up and walked to Tang Shu.

The girl raised her head, and gently grabbed Cyril's hem with her fingers.

After being quiet for a second, he suddenly asked very seriously, "Do you want to sit on my lap?"

Time seemed to stand still, and both of them fell silent.

The little princess's beautiful lips parted slightly.

There was a sense of bewilderment in the light brown eyes.

Sit, sit on your lap...

Which way to sit?
The neck suddenly turned red, and Cyril lowered his eyes, suppressing the strange look in them.

Let the slightly long hair slide down, covering up the bright color on the neck.

He took a step back, his fingers unconsciously clenched into fists, pressed against his lips lightly, and coughed softly.

"This...is not in compliance with the rules." The young Highness's eyes were flustered, his tongue seemed to be tied, and he couldn't even speak coherently.

Tang Shu blinked.

Well, is she so scary, as if she is a scourge.

It will not eat people.

Sure enough, Cyril was as she thought, and could be easily frightened.

Tang Shu coughed lightly, without changing her face, she said, "Okay, I was teasing you just now, so don't take it to heart."

Cyril pursed her lips and stood there for a long time in a daze.

In the end, Tang Shu couldn't stand it anymore, and led her to sit down.

Tang Shu also realized her mistake and apologized several times.

Xi Ruier seemed to be in a daze, and didn't even notice Tang Shu's apology.

Finally heard it, he turned his head and stared at Tang Shu without blinking.

Tang Shu suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Facing Cyril's eyes, those beautiful black eyes widened slightly.

Well, in the future, we should avoid making such jokes with the little princess.

After the equestrian class, it was already dark.

Tang Shu stayed for dinner with Cyril's playmates and Louis.

On the table.

Cyril was in a good mood, and he hadn't eaten yet. He silently looked down at the place where he was injured today, and at the same time, the words that Tang Shu had said to him at the racecourse rang in his ears.

He couldn't help but bend his eyes.

At this moment, Orton came over and asked cautiously, "Does your wound still hurt?"

"..."

Cyril didn't answer, and didn't even look up at Orton.

Orton couldn't help being a little embarrassed, and was taken aback.

strangeness.

Your Highness seems to be a little different from what he was in the fighting room just now.

Orton didn't think clearly about where the difference started.

He always felt that His Highness's mood was also extremely unpredictable.

　Who is playing hooligan again?

　　Oh, it's Tang Shu, that's all right. [Affirmation from Cyril]

　　PS: There is still a chapter being coded, and I will update it later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)