The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

  Chapter 195 I will protect you (51)

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   "Big...white?"

  Fu Sheng was taken aback, looking at those cold eyes that had not yet dissipated.

  There is an inexplicable sense of familiarity in my heart,

   like...

  I used to live together for a long time.

  The man heard her, he paused, his white apple trembling slightly,

  He didn't speak, but slowly approached the girl's face, his indifferent eyelids drooped slightly, and the distinctly long eyelashes cast a beautiful shadow.

   "Good...sheng?"

  The man’s voice is low and slightly magnetic, as cold as a mountain stream, gurgling.

  He slowly opened his mouth, his tone of voice puzzled, but his clear eyes were staring at her closely, as if he had been determined.

  Fu Sheng brushed his eyes red,

  "Did they bully you?" Ripples appeared in the plain eyes of King's Landing,

  He frowned slightly.

  The thin and ruthless eyebrows are like a touch of delicate ink painting, but they are vaguely angry.

  Besides the barrier of the coffin, the mist floating around instantly turned from invisible to sharp needles.

  With a chill that pierces the heart and lungs,

  They kept dashing around, seeming to want to destroy everything they came across.

  The dumpling that was imprisoned in place not far away,

   was the first to suffer this wave of damage.

  It quickly took out the golden bell of the little treasure that it hid,

  But the little cover that claims to be indestructible,

  Only in front of the cold needle that is cold and sulky,

   did not hold on for three seconds.

  Dumpling: "…………"

  Whew, why doesn’t Wang recognize it when he wakes up?

  (*)

  Woohoo, too bully...

  Duanzi cried and took out another small shield that he hid.

  There was chaos outside the coffin,

  But inside the coffin,

   is still peaceful.

  Jun’s Landing looked down, constricted,

  He kissed the girl's soft little face every once in a while, like a dragonfly, very gentle.

   "I'm not afraid of Sheng, I'm here..."

  The man's purple-rose pupils were dark, but with a hint of gentleness, like the melting of an iceberg in spring, revealing the most beautiful spring flower.

   "No fear..."

  Fu Sheng wet his beautiful black and white eyes, and shook his head, his voice was soft and soft, a little choked, like a small milk cat.

   "They are all very good to me."

   "Have you recovered your memory?" The girl rubbed her red eyes and looked at him, looking forward to her.

  The action of King’s Landing stopped, and a trace of complex emotions flashed through the deep and gentle eyes.

  He just wakes up for a while only because of the return of the two pieces.

  But the memories brought back by the fragments were not completely integrated into his mind.

so……

  Junlin stared at the girl's pink lips close at hand, a strange light flashed in her eyes as deep as the deep sea.

   "Good Sheng."

   "...Huh?" Fu Sheng held him obediently, expecting in her beautiful apricot eyes.

   "We... "Z...u...o"... right?"

  Fu Sheng:! ! !

"you……"

  Before he finished speaking, he was gagged by the man.

  Junlin clung to her soft body,

  The hand also slowly descended from her waist,

   Following her little skirt,

   Lightly "Mo. . .挲" with her soft and smooth "T. . . . ui".

The implied meaning of    is quite obvious.

  Because she only wears a small sling, it greatly facilitates the man’s movements,

   Soon, there came a girl’s low "Y." like a soft cat on the ice bed. . . i. . The sound of "n" and the thick man's "Ch. . . . uan" sound.

  (End of this chapter)