The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

  Chapter 352 How can you be willing to turn into foam (11)

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  The eyes are not warm or cold, and the emotions in the eyes are not clear.

  Especially on her slightly moved little mouth,

  He squinted his eyes calmly, with a little thought.

  "?" Fu Sheng blinked and looked back suspiciously.

   "...It's okay." Norhill smiled slightly.

  He suddenly reached out his hand and wiped the scraps of her lips.

   even inadvertently,

   touched her lips.

  "..." Fu Sheng licked himself subconsciously.

  She didn’t think too much,

  It is estimated that I did not eat very elegantly, which made the fragments look a bit unpleasant.

  Norhill retracted his hand,

  I just touched the girl’s lips and rubbed the fingertips slowly, seeming to feel something,

  He lowered his eyelashes, his slender eyelashes moved slightly to block the look inside.

  Deep and handsome face turned slightly to one side, leaving a shadow in the light.

  He was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

soon,

  The maid outside the door prepared a meal,

  They knocked on the door and reminded them in a low voice.

  Norhill responded coldly.

  He then looked at Fu Sheng, his tone of voice slowed down.

   "Can you get out of bed now?"

  "Do I need to tell someone to bring food in?"

  "..." Fu Sheng quickly put the last bite into his mouth.

   Then he nodded firmly, then shook his head firmly.

meaning is,

   can get out of bed,

  No need to send it.

  Norhill raised her eyebrows and looked at her slightly pale face without speaking.

  He stood up leisurely and looked at her from the side.

  Fu Sheng opened the quilt and began to slowly move his legs.

  The slender and tender calves slumped on the side of the bed, and the little feet tentatively fell to the ground.

  She was actually very nervous,

  But there is no sign on the surface.

  Wear good shoes,

  Fu Sheng took a deep breath and stood up.

  The hem of the wide skirt fell down, covering most of her calf, and the lace flowers on the corners were light and delicate.

   "Let's go?" Northhill stretched out his hand to her.

  This time he didn’t wear gloves, his fingers were slender and slender, as beautiful as a jade carving.

  He opened his palm slightly, facing her, and the fine lines on it were clearly visible.

  Fu Sheng immediately took it up.

  She smiled at him, feeling happy.

  If it’s not about recognition,

  She wants to clasp her fingers tightly.

  But it still doesn’t work,

  Mou Sheng who successfully held his hand coughed slightly, suppressing his inner excitement.

  Nuohill took her well and walked out slowly,

  Fu Sheng followed absent-mindedly, putting his whole heart on the holding hand.

  Next second,

   just walked around,

  A strange feeling came from her feet immediately,

  Fu Sheng couldn’t hold back for a moment,

  The face is a little distorted inexplicably,

  She jumped up reflexively,

   Then he jumped onto the man’s thick back.

  Like a frightened little rabbit, his legs tightly looped around the man's waist, and he didn't move.

  Norhill had nothing to guard against her, and she succeeded in an instant.

  He was taken aback for a moment, and slowly reached out his hand to support her, but his tone was a little puzzled.

"what happened to you?"

  "..." Fu Sheng wanted to cry without tears,

  She shook her head without making a sound.

   just hugged the man’s neck tightly and squatted.

   Why didn’t the dumpling tell her,

  It's so itchy! ? ! ?

  The feeling of taking a step is like there are thousands of feathers scratching on the soles of her feet,

  Itchy,

  She almost didn't stretch her expression.

  【Emm...Miss sister, what I said...I don’t know how it works. 】

  Some group has some deficiencies,

  But it immediately comforted Fu Sheng,

  [Ms. Sister, look, itching is better than pain, right? 】

  (End of this chapter)