The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

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She touched the wreath on her head, then bent her eyes,

"Yeah~"

thank you~

Little girl Yi Ni liked her younger sister very much, hugged her, and even kissed her.

"Cecia, you are so cute~"

Fusheng: "!"

The little girl was dumbfounded.

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The smile on Fu Sheng's face froze immediately.

Yi Ni didn't notice her uneasiness, took her little hand, smiled with crooked eyebrows,

"Cesia, let's go, I'll support you."

"...Yah."

Fu Sheng sighed silently, and did not refuse her kindness.

Little girl Yi Ni is not bad at heart, she regards her as a little sister, and helps her seriously,

so,

was kissed on the face...

Shouldn't it be nothing?

Fu Sheng comforted herself silently.

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After Fusheng finished his practice and walked back,

Just wanted to sit down next to Michael,

In no mood,

The little boy, who had been immersed in his own world, suddenly turned his head, his icy blue pupils seemed a little cold,

He squeezed the soil in his hands, and it was slightly deformed. His white and tender hands were clenched into fists, and his nails were sunk into some mud.

Snow-silver hair softly pressed against his cheek,

Her immature and bright red lips were tightly pursed, as if she was extremely unhappy.

The delicate white face is full of two words, go away.

Fu Sheng was taken aback.

"Yeah?"

What’s wrong with you?

The limp little girl is confused.

She squatted down and stretched out her hand habitually trying to grab his arm,

In no mood,

Like a hedgehog, he suddenly threw her away with a cold expression,

"Go away!"

When he spoke for the first time, his voice was immature and filled with inexplicable anger.

No more clay sculptures.

Clenching her fists tightly, her icy blue pupils were frighteningly cold.

Fusheng was caught off guard and pushed away by him,

She was unstable and subconsciously grabbed the fence beside her,

In no mood,

Delicate hands grabbed the spiked place at once,

The sharp thorns pierced her skin instantly.

"..." Fu Sheng frowned, but said nothing.

She fell down on the grass and looked at Michael,

Pursing her lips, she retracted her hands behind her back as if nothing had happened.

Soon a viscous liquid flowed out from the hand.

Fu Sheng's beautiful red eyes seemed to dim a bit.

Michael looked at the little girl who fell to the ground,

Startled for a moment,

His eyes flashed, and he seemed a little flustered.

at last,

Sister Elf noticed the situation and flew over immediately,

"Cesia, what's wrong?"

She hugged her tenderly.

Fu Sheng shook his head, quietly hid his hands,

"Yeah~"

fine.

The elf breathed a sigh of relief.

She touched Michael's little head on the ground, and said with a smile,

"Brother Michael is great, he didn't bully my sister."

Michael's ice blue pupils were a little at a loss,

He looked at Fusheng, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something,

The hands covered in mud were also hidden behind them, and they seemed to be trembling in a panic.

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soon,

The spirit took Fusheng away.

When placing her gently under a tree,

The sensitive elf instantly smelled the smell of blood.

She was stunned, and immediately grabbed Fusheng's hand.

"Cesia?"

A long scar was drawn on the tender girl's hand.