The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

  Chapter 1077 I will marry you (25)

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  Can't get rid of completely.

finally,

  Fu Sheng was tearful every time, crying miserably.

  Xu knew he was too much at night,

  Song Zhao loved her to the extreme in the day,

  Taking good care of her inside and out, and she doesn’t need to do part of the job.

When Jiang Ying came to see Fu Sheng,

  I saw her small face is rosy and her complexion is very good.

  Like a rose that has been carefully cared for, it begins to bloom, charming, and with a hint of purity.

  The beauty is at its extreme.

  Jiang Ying is not at ease with them, fearing that their married life will affect the children in Fu Sheng’s belly.

In no mood,

  Fu Sheng smiled and told her that she was not pregnant.

   Straightforward and strong appearance, without any guilty conscience at all.

   Jiang Ying was like a bolt from the blue immediately, and she was completely speechless.

  She looked at her, then at Song Zhao,

  Finally, as if she understood something, her complexion was distorted for a moment.

  It was like, I was deceived, and delivered the rose to the cow dung by myself.

   Jiang Ying left very angrily.

  The rest of the young couple, who had already cooked rice and cooked rice, looked at each other.

  Song Zhao never cared about others’ opinions,

   After Jiang Ying left, she clasped Fu Sheng familiarly, rubbing her head.

  Almost the whole person has to be posted on her body.

  Fu Sheng rubbed his head helplessly, just about to say something.

  Next second,

  The man held her thigh easily and picked her up.

  He turned around and was about to carry her into the room.

  Fu Sheng saw that the situation was not good, and immediately patted him,

   "Song Zhao! Are you still going to fertilize?"

  "Let’s wait for the evening first and come back at night, okay?"

  Fu Sheng is really scared,

  Her legs are shaking uncontrollably.

  The man looked at her and stretched out a finger,

   means just once.

  Fu Sheng resolutely shook his head, "No, you must get fertilizer."

   "Hurry up, no more trouble."

  She became serious.

   "..." Song Zhao is still there.

  He stared at her with dark eyes, stubbornly stubborn.

  Fu Sheng doesn’t know what he’s thinking,

  Wait for her to let go first, and then when to stop at that time, he has the final say.

  I said it was once every time,

The results of it?

  She is almost gone.

  Fu Sheng hardened his attitude rarely.

   "Song Zhao, either you can go now or at night."

   "If you don't go now... you won't be able to tonight either."

  She had a fierce tone and pinched his ear.

   "..." Song Zhao's eyebrows darkened slightly.

  After a quarter of an hour,

  He reluctantly carried things on his back and went out.

  Before leaving,

  He kissed her a few more times before letting go reluctantly.

  Fu Sheng smiled and waved to him.

  Sent him away, she was relieved.

  There is no feeling of brown sugar beside me, and my waist feels less painful.

  The little girl happily went back to the house to make up for her sleep.

  The door is tightly closed,

  The **** dog was lying on his stomach in the yard, also dozing lazily.

  ……

  ……

  Afternoon,

the sun is big.

  The scorching temperature burns the earth, and the whole surface is like a big steamer, sultry and difficult to bear.

  In the field,

  There are a few men who are a little unbearable by the sun, already hiding under the tree to rest.

  They fanned their hats, their black faces were tanned,

  Sweat, the air is full of sour sweat.

far away,

  On a remote field,

  Song Zhao is shirtless, still fertilizing his head,

  He was barefoot, stepping on the hard mud, moving very neatly.

  The sweat from his forehead kept flowing,

   flows to the strong chest, then slowly flows down,

  (End of this chapter)