The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

  Chapter 650 The White Moonlight of the Tyrant (14)

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   "Tuan Tuan, do fragments often have nightmares?"

【Well? Wait, let me check. 】

【Well……】

   Tuanzi looked at it and said,

  [The fragment is big. He does not sleep well often. Every time he wakes up from a nightmare, he will be in a very bad mood, and then he will start to kill. 】

   "...Is that so..."

  Fu Sheng lowered his eyes and thought for a while quietly.

   she thought,

   Secretly go again tonight.

  If he has a nightmare again, she will help him drive away the nightmare again.

  ……

  ……

  Late night.

  Xiao Cui is outside to watch the night.

  Fu Sheng squinted on the bed for a while before getting up.

   "Tuan Tuan, help me look outside. If anyone comes in, tell me immediately."

   Tuanzi: [Received! 】

  Fu Sheng quickly put on his clothes, then flashed away and disappeared beside the bed.

  Next second,

  She hid in a familiar corner, sniffing the faint and comfortable ambergris, and was still.

  In the ear, the man's roar came from a low voice, painful and depressed.

  Like a fierce beast trapped in a cage, it can't break free, and it is undergoing great torture.

  Fu Sheng quietly breathed a sigh of relief, raised his fingertips, and slightly displayed his spiritual power.

   Soon, the little white fluorescent flew slowly and flew towards the man in the gauze tent.

After    flew silently to the center of his eyebrows, Xiao Lulu slid in.

   "..." The man seemed to perceive something, and he clenched his fist for a moment.

  He pinched his own flesh with his nails, unwilling to fall asleep like this.

   But obviously,

  This powerful and gentle force can easily break through his defenses.

  Even if the flesh in his palm has been pinched, it bleeds and starts to tingle,

   can't stop, this surging sleepiness.

  Fu Sheng waited for a while, until he confirmed that the person in the bed was completely asleep,

   Then he walked out of the corner with confidence.

   "Tuan Tuan, no one is coming to me, right?"

【No no. 】

  [Madam, don’t worry! 】

  The dumplings kept their eyes on, absolutely serious.

"That's good."

  Fu Sheng relaxed a little, and gently opened the gauze tent,

  Beside the bed,

  A faint candle light illuminates the man who has fallen asleep quietly on the bed.

  He is wearing a snow-white shirt, and his long black hair is a bit messy.

  The strands of broken hair between his forehead lightly stuck to his face, making his clean face extra gentle and harmless.

  Maybe I feel a little comfortable sleeping,

  His body relaxed slightly, and his clenched fists opened a little, showing a defenseless state.

  Fu Sheng held his breath, carefully took the sword away and placed it next to his pillow.

  After that, she covered him with the quilt very lightly, and put his hand inside.

When    touched his palm, she was taken aback for a while, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

  I turned it over and found that his palm had broken skin.

  Fu Sheng frowned slightly, suddenly feeling a little unhappy.

   Even if you kill, how can you still harm yourself?

  The unhappy girl gave him an angry look.

  It seems this way, it can let men know that they are wrong.

  However, after the anger returned, Fu Sheng finally treated him distressedly.

soon,

  The small wounds healed, and the palms became intact.

  Fu Sheng took a closer look and found no other wounds, so he put his hands back in peace.

"roll!"

   The man who closed his eyes seemed to have a nightmare again,

  He clenched his fist, his face slightly twisted,

   His lips kept growling, disgusted and full of hatred.

   "Get out... to die... to die..."

  (End of this chapter)