After waking up from a dream, I became the white moonlight of a paranoid wizard

Chapter 108 Sister, don’t you miss me?

Arthur's voice was low, as if wrapped in a strong tenderness, and this young man's peach-blossom eyes always made people mesmerized.

It was obviously just a complaint, but it sounded like love words.

Ruthlessly peeled off the hard shell that Cinderella used to protect herself, and pulled her into the carefully woven sweet trap.

Cinderella's heartbeat, which had been calm for many days, was pounding violently again.

As Arthur approached cheekily, Cinderella stubbornly turned her face away and closed her eyes tightly.

After not seeing each other for a few days, he seemed to be even more dazzling.

Just by looking at him, Cinderella would kneel down in front of her first love and fall with him.

"Sister, don't you even miss me?"

Arthur raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a long, disappointed tone: "Sister, am I just... annoying to you so much?"

He has not seen Cinderella these days, not because he was heartbroken by her words, but because he was secretly plotting how to quietly set up military formations in this country and bring Cinderella back safely and smoothly. His kingdom.

However, Arthur's sad little accusation made Cinderella soft-hearted for no reason.

Perhaps because of her empathy, what Cinderella fears most is that her little blind man will fall into an inferiority complex where no one loves or cares for him.

Opening her eyes suddenly, Cinderella anxiously stretched out her hands to hold Arthur's big hand, shaking slightly anxiously: "How could it be? Many people like little Arthur, and my sister will always be with you..."

Before she finished speaking, Cinderella realized something seemed wrong.

It wasn't until she met Arthur's successful chuckle that Cinderella's cheeks instantly turned red.

She fell for it again!
Damn man, why didn't you think he was so cunning before?

Cinderella panicked and wanted to let go of her hand, but Arthur turned his back and locked his slender fingertips into Cinderella's fingers, clenching tightly, not giving her the slightest chance to escape.

Arthur took a big step forward and imprisoned Cinderella between the cold wall and the hot chest.

He bent his elbows and leaned against the wall, getting closer and closer, so close that the tips of his noses touched, so close that Cinderella could only see him.

The tips of Cinderella's ears turned red again.

Arthur chuckled a few times, his little girl was always so innocent.

The warmth of her breath brushed against the tips of Cinderella's ears, making her feel overwhelmed.

The tip of Arthur's nose rubbed the tip of Cinderella's nose, like a big golden retriever that had finally entered the arms of the one he loved, satisfied and comfortable.

After rubbing for a while, Arthur's Adam's apple moved slightly, but this time he opened his lips in a low and serious tone.

"What about you? Sister, will you like me?"

His voice was very soft and low, like a sigh that was exhaled and dissipated, but it was also like a muffled thunder exploding in Cinderella's heart.

Cinderella obviously understood those few words, but how could they be put together to make her thinking confused and her reaction slow?
Cinderella's red lips parted slightly, and she hesitated for a long time but couldn't explain why.

"like"?
The word is straightforward and fiery.

It was in line with Arthur's usual style, but it was difficult for Cinderella to resist.

"I..." Cinderella trembled, finally holding back a word, her heartbeat no longer rhythmic.

"Huh?" Arthur made a lazy sound in his nose, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes were full of smiles, waiting for her response gently.

(End of this chapter)