The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

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he was thinking,

If she knew herself, she would be Mo Shang,

will it

Do not want him?

Mo Shang's heart choked, and he began to panic for no reason.

He hugged her subconsciously, and pressed his soft white face into her arms,

It seems to want to draw a sense of security from the middle.

simple boy,

At this moment, I have already forgotten the boundaries of Qingxiu and Moxiu,

He didn't care about his identity at all,

just thinking,

Can come a little closer.

He bit his lip and held her skirt lightly.

Feeling his strength, Fu Sheng reached out and rubbed his head, pretending that he was afraid in his heart, but dared not speak out.

...

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that night,

After Mo Ling tidied up the prisoners, he came to report to Fu Sheng.

He was holding a knife, and in front of Fusheng's tent, the maid went in to pass the message,

quite a while,

The maid opened the curtain and invited him in.

Mo Ling strode in, kowtowed in a loud and respectful voice,

"My lord."

Fu Sheng sat in front of the chopping board and gave a faint "hmm".

Mo Ling raised his eyes,

Then he was caught off guard, and next to Fusheng was a child dressed in white and carved with jade,

He froze for a moment, his tough face seemed a little dazed,

"My lord, this is..."

what about him

Feel a little familiar?

Mo Ling looked at the child's eyebrows and frowned, feeling something was wrong.

Fu Sheng pinched the face of her little fragment, and explained softly,

"This is my younger brother, Feng Bai."

"……?"younger brother?

He never heard of it,

Your Majesty also has a younger brother.

Mo Ling was suspicious,

He looked at the young boy again, with his delicate eyebrows and eyes,

the more you look,

more familiar.

It's just like,

Where have you seen the same.

Mo Ling didn't want to ask more questions at this time, but said respectfully, "Yes."

Mo Shang was originally sitting quietly beside Fu Sheng,

No noise, no fuss,

Stare at her intently.

But Mo Ling's scrutinizing gaze caused his mood to fluctuate.

He pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and clutched the bright red skirt with his little hands nervously,

suddenly,

He threw himself into Fusheng's arms,

Her small face was buried in her chest, her body tensed slightly.

Fu Sheng was caught off guard.

"What's wrong?" she asked softly.

Mo Shang was silent, didn't speak, just hugged her tightly with an unclear expression.

Fu Sheng rubbed his head, thinking that he was afraid of seeing strangers, so she let him hold her.

"Next, continue to attack."

She tapped the table lightly and said softly,

"Bai Yan will come to help you."

Hearing this, Mo Ling's eyes lit up, and he responded excitedly.

"However, be careful in everything. If you run into Mo Shang, send someone to notify me immediately."

"yes!"

Mo Ling backed away excitedly.

Mo Shang was buried in Fusheng's arms, her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, she said nothing,

quite a while,

He spoke suddenly, his voice was clear and tentative,

"You...do you hate Mo Shang?"

"Huh?" His voice was so small that Fu Sheng couldn't hear it clearly for a moment.

The little boy raised his head, staring at her with crystal clear eyes, and his slender eyelashes didn't even dare to tremble.

"You, do you hate Mo Shang?"

he wants to know

she……

Do you really hate him?

When I thought of the answer would be those two words,

The young man pursed his lips slightly, his cheeks paled instantly,

He lowered his head slightly embarrassed,

Suddenly regretted,

Why ask this question.

Fusheng looked at him, slightly raised his lips,

Do you hate it?

Actually don't hate it,

After all, to her, Mo Shang is just a stranger,

If it is not for the completion of the task,

She wouldn't care about such an insignificant person.