The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

  Chapter 358 How can you be willing to turn into foam (17)

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  He touched her head, his voice slowed down a lot, "Let’s learn this today, and I’ll check it again tomorrow."

  Fu Sheng saw that his hand was about to leave,

  Hurry and hold it down, and then put it on your hand holding the pen tip,

  She pointed at him, her eyes looking expectant.

   "What?" Northhill raised his eyebrows and patiently leaned over to look at her.

   "Are you asking... my name?"

  "..." Fu Sheng nodded vigorously.

  She sits upright, poses upright,

   is like an inquisitive, well-behaved elementary school student.

  Norhill didn’t seem to expect her to be like this,

  He was shocked,

  But it reacted quickly.

  He smiled softer,

  The distance of leaning over is a little closer,

  The cheeks are about to stick to Fu Sheng’s face,

  He supported the armrest with one hand, and continued to wrap the girl’s hand with one hand,

   Then little by little, slowly writing his name.

  Fusheng looks more serious,

  She didn't blink her eyes, for fear of missing a bit.

   "Nuo... Xi... Er, this is my name."

  The man’s thin lips are not too close to her cheeks,

  He smiled, gentle to the bones.

   "Remember?"

  "..." Fu Sheng nodded.

  Norhill let go of her hand and motioned for her to write again,

  Fu Sheng habitually bulges his cheeks,

  Write stroke by stroke,

  She did not deliberately imitate the man's handsome and flying fonts, instead she wrote in small round, very delicate.

   "That's right," Norhill rubbed her cheek, rubbed her head, warmly praised, "It's great."

  "..." Fu Sheng wrote several times with bright eyes.

  Be more proficient and beautiful again and again,

  She shook her feet slightly, her white and tender complexion dangling particularly conspicuously on the dark brown floor.

  Norhill watched her write for a while, then slowly put his eyes on her feet,

  He pursed his lips, then left suddenly,

  Fu Sheng looked over subconsciously,

  I saw the man take the shoes she took off at will,

  Then knelt down and held her cool ankle.

  Fu Sheng was taken aback,

  She put down the pen and looked at him with her head tilted.

  Norhill’s palm gently wraps her feet and feels it for a while,

   Then frowned and put her shoes on.

   "Your feet are cold," he methodically put on her shoes, "it has been cold recently, girls should keep warm."

  "..." Do fish also need to keep warm?

  Probably because of becoming a fish,

  Fu Sheng actually doesn’t like wearing shoes,

  Instead, I prefer the feeling of being barefoot and being free.

   But since it was my man’s order,

  She still listened well.

  Fu Sheng nodded, and responded nicely.

  ……

  ……

  At night,

  Used meals,

  Norhill was called by the king.

  Before leaving,

  Nuohir specially put a thick red cloak on Fu Sheng,

  The whole body is tightly wrapped, and there is no wind.

  Fu Sheng pretending to be obediently obedient,

  But when he leaves,

  She immediately took off her cloak and shoes,

  Faning with both hands incessantly.

  It’s very cold at night here,

  The temperature difference between day and night is quite large,

  But she is a fish,

  Not afraid.

  If you wear too much, she will die of heat.

  Fu Sheng’s cheeks are flushed with heat,

  She was shaking her bare feet, trying to get a little coolness.

   The moonlight outside is bright, softly radiating,

  The black branches sway with the wind from time to time, like a ghost with teeth and claws in the dark night.

  Fu Sheng fanned the wind and kept spinning.

  The stove in the room was burned with a lot of charcoal by Northhill, and it is burning with full power.

  (End of this chapter)