White Moonlight who woke up and became a paranoid wizard

Chapter 107 She is afraid, but she hates it even more
"Tina, people's patience has its limits. I can't always tolerate your willfulness and unruliness. Do you understand?"

Cinderella's lips opened and closed, and the warmth of her breath was wrapped in a faint fragrance, lingering at the tip of Tina's nose.

The more calm and composed she is, the more embarrassed Tina appears.

Cinderella waited for a long time, and finally waited for a slight nod from this ignorant woman.

Tina was shocked by Cinderella's terrifying aura, and her body reacted involuntarily.

Cinderella chuckled, stood up straight, walked around Tina and walked out of the laundry room.

The cold air that spread wantonly around her gradually faded away, and Tina, who finally dared to breathe, did not suffer any physical pain, but she lost her support and slowly fell to the ground as if she had survived a disaster.

Tina's legs were trembling, and even if she pulled hard on the armrest, it would be difficult to stand up for a while.

The little maids behind him were still chattering quietly, seeming to be discussing that things were going to change in this family.

But Tina's cerebral cortex was buzzing, and she gradually became unable to hear their words clearly.

Which link went wrong?
Was that wild girl just now really the Cinderella whom she had been bullying and humiliating? !

Tina's clenched fists were shaking uncontrollably.

She was afraid, but she hated it even more.

The humiliation Cinderella made her suffer today will definitely be repaid a hundredfold in the future! -
Cinderella walked along the long corridor for a long time before her stiff legs seemed to have some feeling.

Holding her little hands on the cold wall, Cinderella's legs softened and she knelt straight on the ground.

This is the timidity engraved in the bone.

After that reckless courage was taken away, Cinderella was enveloped in overwhelming cowardice, making her almost breathless.

Cinderella clenched her little fists angrily and kept beating her unsatisfactory legs.

Her legs were as soft as noodles and she really didn't have the strength to stand up.

"Da da--"

The sound of leather shoe heels hitting the floor was hollow and loud.

Cinderella froze on the spot, her head lowered and her eyes slightly lowered.

Gradually, the shiny toes of her shoes stopped in front of her.

The owner of the shoes seemed to be standing there, staring at her intently.

Cinderella could feel two blazing gazes falling on her head, like a fatal danger, getting closer and closer.

for a long time.

The man couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Cinderella, who just held her breath: "..."

Why does this yawning laughter sound so familiar?

The boy's left leg took half a step back, and he bent his knees and squatted down in a gentlemanly manner. His big, well-jointed hand dangled in front of Cinderella's eyes.

"Sister, what are you doing kneeling here in broad daylight?"

The young man deliberately enunciated the word "kneel" very clearly, with a slight upward pitch at the end, and his joking laughter was very seductive, but for a moment Cinderella was so ashamed that she couldn't raise her head, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Cinderella's calves were still limp.

Kneeling on the ground calmly, she moved slightly backwards. After she distanced herself from Arthur, Cinderella turned her face away angrily, pursed her lips and complained: "Didn't I tell you not to meet each other again? ? Why are you as difficult to deal with as tiger skin plaster..."

"Sister," Arthur slowly leaned forward and pinched Cinderella's little face. His blue eyes were as gentle as water, "You just realized that I always like to pester you?"

(End of this chapter)