The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

  Chapter 660 The White Moonlight of the Tyrant (24)

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  She raised her eyes,

  I saw a bright yellow dining table full of delicate and beautiful dishes.

  Eight dishes and one soup,

  The milky white fish soup exudes a faint white mist on it, and the warm aroma is permeated, which makes people can't help but appetite.

beside,

  The noble and noble man held a book in his hand and looked at it lightly.

  He tapped his fingertips, wearing a simple and casual yellow robe, his long hair was simply rolled into a bun, and the white jade hairpin was properly fixed.

The breath on    was peaceful, and between her beautiful eyebrows, the vaguely tyrannical and cold haunting, was also restrained back.

  He looked at the content of the book calmly, his black eyes never left, and he didn't seem to notice the person who came in.

   "..." Fu Sheng blinked, looked at him, and walked in slowly.

   "Your Majesty?"

  She yelled softly.

  According to etiquette,

  At this moment, she should kneel down and bow her head.

  But I don’t know why,

  Fu Sheng suddenly flashed in his mind what Mo Shang had said to her.

  He said, she can’t kneel.

  He didn't like her kneeling down.

   Fu Sheng pursed his lips and tightened his fingertips slightly.

  She paused for a while, her knees still bends slowly.

  Mo Shang is Mo Shang, he is him,

  Two different people can’t—

   "Stand up."

  The noble emperor suddenly spoke, his voice faint.

  His deep black eyes left the book, and landed on her without saltiness.

   Taped his fingertips lightly, feeling a little unhappy.

  Fu Sheng was taken aback, and subconsciously stood up straight.

will not……

   was punished to stand again, right?

   "Your name is Gu Sheng?"

  The emperor squinted slightly and looked at her calmly.

   "Return to your majesty, this is the name of the courtier's concubine."

"how old are you?"

   "This year has just passed my birthday, it is already sixteen."

  Fu Sheng is a bit unclear, but he still answers seriously.

   "Sixteen?"

  The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, not smiling.

  The red lips are curved upwards, which looks very harmless.

   "Hmm..." Sixteen, what's wrong?

  Fu Sheng was staring at him and his scalp was a little numb.

   "Sixteen, it's okay..."

  The emperor lowered his eyes slightly and murmured in a low voice.

  Fu Sheng:......?

  What did he say?

  The second half of the sentence was too low, and she couldn't hear it clearly.

  The girl looked at him in confusion with her clean and clear eyes.

  I completely forgot, Xiaocui’s advice to her: When the Majesty does not like to look directly at others, when he sees one, he digs a pair of eyes.

  The emperor suddenly raised his eyes and stared at her, his white fingertips slowly stopped.

  "Aren't you afraid of me?"

  A strange light flashed through his dark eyes.

  Fu Sheng shook his head, "Not afraid."

   "Oh? Do you like me?"

  The expression on the man’s face is playful.

  Fun was dumbfounded, and fell silent.

  Half loud,

   just gave a low "um".

  【Ding Dong——】

  【System refresh...】

  【Fragment recognition: +20%】

  【Total recognition: 50%】

  Fu Sheng:!

  It’s better than sleeping! !

  I saw the emperor sneered, seemingly disapproving.

   "Like me? Do you know, where did the person who said I liked last die now?"

  Fu Sheng: "...emm..."

   Isn’t he happy? Why did it talk about murder again?

  【Mrs. Madam, I know that the fragments are so big that it is duplicity. 】

   [Don’t believe me, you step forward and give him a kiss, do you think the recognition will rise? 】

  The dumplings are akimbo, with confidence.

  It is an excellent group that understands love best in the world,

  I have already seen through the fragmented thoughts.

  (End of this chapter)