The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

  Chapter 357 How can you be willing to turn into foam (16)

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"looks good?"

  "..." Fu Sheng nodded vigorously, with bright eyes.

  She gestured, pointed at the photo, and pointed at him,

   then sticking to the waist,

  Small face, serious and funny.

  "..." Norhill softened his brows.

  He bends his eyes slightly, his elegant and beautiful blue eyes are full of charming luster,

   paused,

  He squatted on his knees and bent his whole body,

  The sword on the waist hit the ground, making a crisp sound.

   "Then I laugh like this, don't you look good?" The man's face was slightly close, not far or near,

  He curled his lips, his lip color was as beautiful as petals, his face was handsome, and his deep and charming blue eyes were as beautiful as the sea.

   "..." Fu Sheng blinked and froze for a moment.

  The man in front of him was kneeling there,

   made a standard chivalry,

  Although it may be habitual,

but still……

  Very seductive...

  Fu Sheng blushed silently.

  Seeing that the man is still waiting for her to answer,

  She nodded slightly, her bare feet tangled together unconsciously.

actually,

  Whether you smile or not,

  He is very beautiful.

  Fu Sheng said silently in his heart.

and,

   is still very gentle.

  At this moment,

  Norhill, who was considered very gentle, looked up at her slightly,

  He is wearing a neat shirt, is tall and straight, and his jaw line is fair and beautiful.

  See the girl nodding,

  He smiled and said warmly, "Now I teach you how to read, okay?"

  "..." Fu Sheng continued nodding.

  Although I still can’t accept this tragic reality in my heart,

but,

   can pass this opportunity to be alone with the fragments,

   can barely make up for her sadness of being an illiterate.

  Nuohill got her consent and stood up.

  He bends slightly,

   Easily embraced her.

  Since she didn’t want to walk before,

  He seemed to accept this incident naturally,

   Then he acquiesced to hug her with extreme indulgence.

  Fu Sheng was so happy that he didn't have to walk, and hugged his neck happily.

  Waiting to sit on the chair of the desk,

  The man stood beside her and taught her to hold a pen.

  In the Western world, quill pens are generally used for writing.

  Continue to add ink, you can draw smoothly.

   is a bit similar to a fountain pen, but softer than a fountain pen,

  Strength is a bit difficult to grasp,

the most important is,

  The man kept holding her hand.

  He leaned over behind her, his warm breath spit on the tips of her ears, and the skin there was a little bit hot.

   Surrounded by the breath of the man’s body, the hand is still being held,

  Fu Sheng’s thoughts can’t be put on the pen at all,

   But in the end she is smart,

  After the man patiently explained a few times,

  She quickly mastered the pen holding posture,

actually,

  To put it plainly, it is a combination of holding a pen and holding a brush.

  After learning to hold a pen,

  Norhill’s hand still didn’t leave,

  He continued to wrap her hands,

  Write on a piece of brown paper stroke by stroke,

   "What I teach you to write now is hello."

  The man’s voice is gentle and delicate, with a touch of warmth, like the gurgling water of a mountain creek, sounding beautiful,

  Fu Sheng held back the strangeness of trying to move his ears,

  Writing stroke by stroke,

  She has a serious face, too serious.

   "Remember?"

  "..." She nodded.

  "Okay, let's learn the next one, and the next one is written, thank you."

soon,

  Fu Sheng learned a lot of daily greetings,

  She touched her swollen head,

   yawned silently,

  Norhill noticed her fatigue for the first time,

  (End of this chapter)