The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

  Chapter 1021 Angels and Demons (23)

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  The little boy’s ice-blue eyes are like a snow country glacier, pure and flawless, and with an extremely amazing beauty.

  Like a crystal snowflake, exquisitely translucent and meticulously crafted.

  He looked at her quietly, still no emotion in his pupils,

only,

  Fu Sheng knew that he was reluctant and afraid.

perhaps,

  He also guessed it,

  Why will I grow.

  Fu Sheng felt the strength of his holding her, very big and hard.

  As if to take her away.

  Fu Sheng looked at him fixedly,

finally,

  She sighed silently, hugged him, and whispered in his ear.

   "Brother, I...I will find you."

   "Don't... don't forget Cesia."

  【Ding Dong——】

  【System refresh...】

  【Fragment recognition: +3%】

  【Total recognition: 60%】

  The eyes of the young boy were red for a moment.

  He doesn’t cry often,

  The only time she cried was when he pushed her before, he went to apologize, and then felt wronged and uncomfortable in his heart.

  Since then, he has never cried again,

now,

  He held her and wanted to cry again.

  The young boy pursed his blushing lips, and looked down flusteredly, trying to force the tears back.

  The ice-blue pupils, as if shrouded in a layer of mist, became more and more pure and beautiful in the dimness.

  He sniffed quietly, was silent, did not speak,

finally,

  He hugged her tightly, his soft long eyelashes were wet, and his exquisite little face was silent and aggrieved.

  Fu Sheng didn’t sleep all night,

   has been talking quietly with Xiaomi Jiale.

  The young boy is very quiet, holding her and listening quietly.

I do not know how long it has been,

  When the first ray of light in the morning shines in,

  All things wake up,

  The air is immersed in a faint, moist and pleasant mist.

Outside,

  On the grass covered with crystal dew,

   A small flower, a small beautiful flower, striving for beauty, under the blowing of the morning breeze, twisting his waist slightly, facing the sun, full of vitality.

  Xu is what guidance has been received,

  They all coincide with each other, unfolding pure white petals,

  Pure and flawless white, like an angel, holy and moving.

  In the stream on the grass,

  A few lively little fish jumped out of the water, dropped again, jumped out, dropped again,

  They swayed vigorously, and their original light golden scales became beautiful silvery white.

under the sun,

  The scales shimmer, reflecting the flawless silver light,

   and a piece of pure white on the grass complement each other.

  On the tree,

  The original lush green branches seemed to have received the guidance of spiritual power. On the branches, condensed and gathered, growing pure white flowers.

  Facing the wind, the dew on the petals slowly slides down the petals,

  Finally, drip onto the grass and disappear,

  The breeze with pure white petals dances all over the sky, like the first sun of winter snow, beautiful, but extremely warm.

  The petals are slowly dancing in the wind,

finally,

   slowly fell on the windowsill, quietly and heavy.

  In the window sill,

  Angel, hugging the girl,

  Holy and flawless.

  Snowy silver hair is scattered, intertwined with pure black soft hair,

  The young man cast his eyes down quietly, holding the little girl in his arms, and his exquisite and beautiful face. For a moment, everything lost its color.

   The long, slightly curled, snow-colored long eyelashes tremble, and the icy blue pupils that look like a glacial river in the sky are condensed.

  The red and soft lips are like petals, immature, but extremely beautiful.

  The pure white dress is just right on him, it fits well,

  (End of this chapter)