The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

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"..." Fusheng blinked her eyes,

do not know why,

Hearing the knock on the door,

She subconsciously closed her eyes,

My heart was inexplicably nervous,

The sound of boots moving came slowly, with an unhurried rhythm,

The sound of "da da" was steady and powerful, as if it was beating on her heart,

"..." She became even more nervous.

After the gentle footsteps approached her, they stopped.

There was silence after that.

Fu Sheng was so quiet that he didn't dare to take a breath.

"you're awake?"

The man's pleasant voice suddenly sounded,

It was clearly a question sentence, but it carried an extremely firm tone.

Fu Sheng: "..."

I can't pretend,

She slowly opened her eyes,

The girl's eyes are very beautiful, they are light golden pupils, they are barking and bright, like the scattered sunshine on the sea surface, warm and bright,

She opened her eyes, looked over quietly, and slowly smiled at the man,

The delicate little face is very well-behaved, like a soft kitten.

The man stared at her, squinting his eyes calmly,

He sat gently beside her bed, his white shirt embroidered with patterns loosely covered his belt, and his slightly tight black pants wrapped his extremely explosive long legs.

Fu Sheng also wanted to sit up,

She supported herself bit by bit, and the silk quilt slipped slightly, revealing the white tunic dress on her body.

The man looked at her quietly like this, his blue deep and charming eyes staring at her face, his emotions unknown.

When she is seated,

The man suddenly reached out and stroked her hair.

Fu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, and looked at him inexplicably,

He seemed to be fine.

Withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened,

gentle eyes,

"What's your name?" The elegant and dignified man stared at her lips inexplicably, a dark light flashed in his blue eyes,

He tried his best to speak softly, his deep and magnetic voice was like sympathizing with the lingering neck of the world, it was numb to the bone,

Fu Sheng couldn't help rubbing his ears,

Her eyebrows are curved,

Grab his hand to speak,

But the next second,

My throat seemed to be blocked by something, and I couldn't make any sound at all.

Fu Sheng:?

[Miss, have you forgotten? The witch wants your voice. 】

"..."

Fuck!

The man is still waiting for her leisurely,

There is no resistance to the sudden intimacy of the girl.

However, Fu Sheng's attention was not on his hands at all.

She glanced at him cautiously,

Then the other finger pointed to his throat, and he uttered a few hoarse and unpleasant tones with difficulty.

"Can't speak?"

The man paused, as if he hadn't thought of it.

"..." Fusheng nodded pitifully,

She suddenly thought of something,

Pulling out the hand that was intertwined with the man, he began to make gestures,

What she meant to express was,

She saved him yesterday,

Not that bad woman who plagiarized the fruits of other people's labor!

[emm...Miss, you have been in a coma for three days...] Tuanzi added weakly.

Fusheng stopped,

Well, that was the day before yesterday,

She continued to gesture,

The man tilted his head to look at her, as if he didn't understand.

He spoke slowly, with a smile on his face, "Are you explaining your name to me?"

Fu Sheng: "..."

Forget it, she gave up.

Fu Sheng's face was ashen.

"It's okay," the man touched her head, the handsome face with profound features was very approachable, he comforted her in a warm voice,

"Don't be depressed."

"My name is Noahir, nice to meet you."