He lowered his head a little shyly, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his soft face.

He pursed his lips and hesitated, feeling that the other party had confessed.

What he is saying now is nothing more than condescending to her dignity, letting her know that her pursuit is rewarding.

Cyril lowered her long eyelashes, half-hiding the splintered glint in her eyes, twisting and pinching, and for a moment she slowly muttered something in her own way.

"Well, Cyril too...... I like you a little bit. ”

The child's voice is too quiet.

Li Meng didn't hear it clearly, she persevered and finished her spy lines very dedicatedly.

“…… But my liking is just a conspiracy, I'm human, and of course I can't like a damn vampire, it's just a lie to kill him. ”

Cyril lowered his head, the smile on his lips.

His eyelashes were still drooping, and the light in his eyes was gone.

Then he slowly raised his head, his soft and cute face no longer had any expression, and his cold eyes had a chilling darkness.

"Kill him?"

Li Meng patted his hair, and a few strands of messy hair fell under his eyes.

It covered the terrifying and dark anger in his eyes.

Her voice was still calm, "Yes, I am the leader of the Holy Alliance, and it is my task to kill him, everything is for the sake of humanity." ”

Because to the plot point.

The assassination is also on the agenda.

Therefore, her plot arrangement must reveal her identity.

Ciel looked at it and had something to do with Cyril.

It would be best for him to expose his conspiracy.

Even if Cyril already knew her identity as a spy, he probably didn't know the purpose of her infiltration into the Bloodline.

Could this be the reason why he didn't kill her?

In any case, identity exposure is the key to scoring points.

So in order to properly show the Holy Alliance leader's ruthless heart towards the Bloodline, she tugged at the fabric of her cloak.

Going to pull the cloak back.

As a result, Cyril's fingers looked small, but they were very powerful.

She talked about it for a long time, and she couldn't talk about it, what's going on?

Li Meng frowned, seeing that the child's face was gloomy, and his eyes were dark without a trace of smile.

Angry?

I guess I was angry knowing her sinister purpose.

Li Meng felt a wave of sadness in her heart.

Hated by the little angel.

If she wasn't too reserved, she would have wanted to crouch in the corner and draw circles.

Express your sadness.

Li Meng bent over, his fingers covering his small hands.

There was a glimmer of anticipation in Cyril's dim eyes, as if he still didn't believe what she had just said.

But the next moment, Li Meng overturned all his expectations.

Her fingers, tugging at his white fingertips, ruthlessly made him release her cloak, one by one.

His strength is not something she can break with this little strength.

But she whispered, "Good, let go." ”

This sentence is in the girl's casual, but soft and sweet voice.

Unconsciously spoiled.

Cyril's pupils shrank, and his fingertips couldn't help but loosen.

He pursed his lips, he was still fierce and vicious just now, and he had been wronged and pitiful.

Seeing that she was leaving.

Cyril took a few steps forward, trying to grab her.

The next moment he clenched his fists to stop himself from grabbing her clothes like a lowly dog.

But a human being.

He, he, he...... I don't care.

The girl walked to the door, facing the sun, and the dark cloak covered most of her face, revealing only her red lips and fair and delicate chin.

She was just leaving.

But suddenly his footsteps stopped.

The cloak cloth was grabbed again.