Quick wear: the blackened boss is fierce and clingy

chapter 67
Tang Shu couldn't imagine the appearance of Cyril berating the servant severely.

She lifted her eyelids and walked slowly into the room.

Under the orange light, a thin figure curled up slightly.

The girl's long golden hair covered her thin shoulders.

Sit on the carpet with your knees bent and your back against the edge of the bed.

The skin that has not been exposed to light all year round is as white as snow.During the day, the beautiful bright red lips seemed to have been wiped of color, and the temperature was cold as if covered with a thin layer of frost.

Sensing someone coming in, Cyril raised his eyes.

The wet light brown pupils under the long curly eyelashes are moist and clean.

"Syril?" Tang Shu tried to call out.

The girl frowned, and did not respond, nor did she ask Tang Shu to leave like driving away her servants.

"Is your stomach upset?" Tang Shu squatted down.

Cyril raised her eyes in surprise, a trace of resistance flashed across her clean eyes.

In the end, he just pursed his lips.

She didn't speak, and Tang Shu didn't know what was going on with her.

Soon, the doctor hurried over with a medicine box.

With the queen's acquiescence, the doctor dared to step into the room.

From the beginning to the end, Cyril only rolled her eyes during the period, and the slight resistance in her heart was suppressed by her efforts.

After the doctor came, Cyril accepted the examination obediently.

The result of the examination was not serious, it was just that he ate something bad and suffered from a slight cold at night.

After sending the doctor away, Tang Shu gave the little princess a few medicines according to the doctor's advice.

The other party was silent the whole time, and Tang Shu gave her medicine, but was also refused.

His Royal Highness Iplos insisted on doing it himself.

After drinking a whole cup of hot water, the girl's forehead was soaked in sweat, and the soft forehead hair was wet and stuck to her white forehead in strands.

Tang Shu couldn't help but calm down just looking at her mood.

She is so good.

Or should I say, it was too quiet and silent.

It made it difficult for Tang Shu to say something that would spoil the atmosphere, and her eyes were on Cyril the whole time.

"Is it better?" Tang Shu whispered.

Afraid of disturbing something.

This time, the little princess nodded slightly.

Tang Shu couldn't help but bend her eyes slightly: "Then lie down on the bed, okay?"

Cyril paused slightly, opened his lips that had just recovered a little color, and then closed them silently.

She nodded.

Sure enough, he got up from the ground obediently and slowly lay down on the bed.

The long black eyelashes trembled, and the half-closed eyes turned sideways to look at Tang Shu.

Docile, but also a little defensive.

Tang Shu stepped forward and sat down by the bed.

She yawned lightly, then lowered her eyes, and put her hand on Cyril's stomach, separated by a layer of clothing.

The little princess' reaction was more violent than Tang Shu imagined.

She froze all over, and a look of astonishment slipped through her brown eyes.

The fingers clenched tightly, and then loosened a little bit.

Tang Shu didn't notice, but rubbed the little princess's stomach responsibly, very lightly.

In her memory before she was 5 years old, there was a woman who would often be like this. When her spleen and stomach were uncomfortable, she would gently massage her with warm palms.

This is one of the few clear fragments in the memory she just obtained.

Tang Shu couldn't even see the woman's face in his memory.

It can only be roughly guessed that the woman is her mother during her lifetime.

Tang Shu didn't know how long she had pressed it, and she was slightly lost in thought during the period.

From Cyril's perspective, this woman, who had always been cold and hypocritical and treated him badly, seemed to be a little different from before.

The girl looks so clean without makeup.

The black hair and black eyes are completely different from his, beautiful and gentle to the point of inconceivable.

　Starting from this chapter, I unilaterally announce that the little princess has fallen for you!
　　So in the following sentences about Cyril's inner monologue and God's perspective narration, "he" is used

　　Then I don’t know the inner monologues and conversations of the characters in the book Little Princess Vest, and I still use “she”

　　This is easy to mess up, so explain it first.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)