Chapter 527: 527
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He was thinking,
If she knows herself, she is mo Shang,
Will you?
Stop him?
Mo Shang was suffocated and began to panic for no reason,
He subconsciously hugged her and put his soft white face in her arms,
Seems to want to draw a sense of security from the middle.
A simple teenager,
At this moment, I have already forgotten the boundaries of Qingxiu and demon cultivation,
He doesn't care about his identity at all,
Just thinking,
You can get closer.
He bit his lip and gently grasped her skirt.
Fu Sheng felt his strength and rubbed his head. He was afraid, but he didn't dare to say it.
……
……
That night,
Mo Ling straightened out a group of prisoners, and then came to report to Fu Sheng.
With a knife in his arm, in front of the Fusheng tent, the maid went in to pass the message,
Half a ring,
The maid lifted the curtain and invited him in.
Mo Ling walked in with great strides and kowtowed with a loud and respectful voice,
"Your honor."
Fu Sheng sat in front of the chopping board and gave a faint "um".
Mo Ling raised his eyes,
Suddenly, he saw a child dressed in white and carved with powder and jade beside Fu Sheng,
He was stunned, and his hard face seemed a little stunned,
"Your honor, this is..."
How did he,
Feel a little familiar?
Mo Ling looked at the child's eyebrows and frowned. She didn't feel right.
Fu Sheng pinched his small fragment's face and explained in a low voice,
"This is my brother, Fengbai."
"...?" brother?
He never heard of it,
You have a brother.
Mo Ling has doubts,
He looked at the little boy again, his delicate eyebrows and eyes,
The more you look,
The more familiar it looks.
Like,
I've seen one somewhere.
Mo Ling didn't ask much at this time, but respectfully said, "yes."
Mo Shang was sitting quietly beside Fu Sheng,
No noise or noise,
Stare at her intently.
But Maureen's gaze made his mood fluctuate.
He pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and nervously clutched the bright red skirt with his small hands,
Suddenly,
He threw himself into Fu Sheng's arms,
The little face was buried in her chest and her body was slightly stretched.
Fu Sheng was a little caught off guard.
"What's the matter?" she whispered.
Mo Shang was silent and didn't speak. He just held her tightly and looked unknown.
Fu Sheng rubbed his head and thought he was afraid to see strangers, so he let him hold it.
"Next, continue the attack."
She gently clasped the table and whispered,
"Bai Yan will help you."
Hearing the speech, Mo Ling's eyes brightened and excited.
"However, be careful. If you encounter Mo Shang, send someone to inform the palace immediately."
"Yes!"
Mo Ling stepped back excitedly.
Mo Shang was buried in Fu Sheng's arms, his long eyelashes trembled and said nothing,
Half a ring,
He suddenly opened his mouth with a crisp voice and some temptation,
"Do you... Hate Mo Shang?"
"Hmm?" his voice was so small that Fu Sheng couldn't hear it for a moment.
The little boy raised his head and stared at her with crystal clear eyes. His slender eyelashes didn't even dare to tremble,
"Do you hate Mo Shang?"
He wants to know,
She
Do you really hate him.
At the thought that the answer would be those two words,
The young man pursed his lips slightly, and his cheeks turned pale for a moment,
He lowered his head slightly in embarrassment,
Suddenly some regret,
Why ask such a question.
Fu Sheng looked at him and lifted his lips,
Hate it?
Actually, I don't hate it,
After all, for her, moshang is just a stranger,
If not to complete the task,
She wouldn't care about such an insignificant person.
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He was thinking,
If she knows herself, she is mo Shang,
Will you?
Stop him?
Mo Shang was suffocated and began to panic for no reason,
He subconsciously hugged her and put his soft white face in her arms,
Seems to want to draw a sense of security from the middle.
A simple teenager,
At this moment, I have already forgotten the boundaries of Qingxiu and demon cultivation,
He doesn't care about his identity at all,
Just thinking,
You can get closer.
He bit his lip and gently grasped her skirt.
Fu Sheng felt his strength and rubbed his head. He was afraid, but he didn't dare to say it.
……
……
That night,
Mo Ling straightened out a group of prisoners, and then came to report to Fu Sheng.
With a knife in his arm, in front of the Fusheng tent, the maid went in to pass the message,
Half a ring,
The maid lifted the curtain and invited him in.
Mo Ling walked in with great strides and kowtowed with a loud and respectful voice,
"Your honor."
Fu Sheng sat in front of the chopping board and gave a faint "um".
Mo Ling raised his eyes,
Suddenly, he saw a child dressed in white and carved with powder and jade beside Fu Sheng,
He was stunned, and his hard face seemed a little stunned,
"Your honor, this is..."
How did he,
Feel a little familiar?
Mo Ling looked at the child's eyebrows and frowned. She didn't feel right.
Fu Sheng pinched his small fragment's face and explained in a low voice,
"This is my brother, Fengbai."
"...?" brother?
He never heard of it,
You have a brother.
Mo Ling has doubts,
He looked at the little boy again, his delicate eyebrows and eyes,
The more you look,
The more familiar it looks.
Like,
I've seen one somewhere.
Mo Ling didn't ask much at this time, but respectfully said, "yes."
Mo Shang was sitting quietly beside Fu Sheng,
No noise or noise,
Stare at her intently.
But Maureen's gaze made his mood fluctuate.
He pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and nervously clutched the bright red skirt with his small hands,
Suddenly,
He threw himself into Fu Sheng's arms,
The little face was buried in her chest and her body was slightly stretched.
Fu Sheng was a little caught off guard.
"What's the matter?" she whispered.
Mo Shang was silent and didn't speak. He just held her tightly and looked unknown.
Fu Sheng rubbed his head and thought he was afraid to see strangers, so he let him hold it.
"Next, continue the attack."
She gently clasped the table and whispered,
"Bai Yan will help you."
Hearing the speech, Mo Ling's eyes brightened and excited.
"However, be careful. If you encounter Mo Shang, send someone to inform the palace immediately."
"Yes!"
Mo Ling stepped back excitedly.
Mo Shang was buried in Fu Sheng's arms, his long eyelashes trembled and said nothing,
Half a ring,
He suddenly opened his mouth with a crisp voice and some temptation,
"Do you... Hate Mo Shang?"
"Hmm?" his voice was so small that Fu Sheng couldn't hear it for a moment.
The little boy raised his head and stared at her with crystal clear eyes. His slender eyelashes didn't even dare to tremble,
"Do you hate Mo Shang?"
He wants to know,
She
Do you really hate him.
At the thought that the answer would be those two words,
The young man pursed his lips slightly, and his cheeks turned pale for a moment,
He lowered his head slightly in embarrassment,
Suddenly some regret,
Why ask such a question.
Fu Sheng looked at him and lifted his lips,
Hate it?
Actually, I don't hate it,
After all, for her, moshang is just a stranger,
If not to complete the task,
She wouldn't care about such an insignificant person.
He was thinking,If she knows herself, she is mo Shang,Will you?Stop him?Mo Shang was suffocated and began to panic for no reason,He subconsciously hugged her and put his soft white face in her arms,Seems to want to draw a sense of security from the middle.A simple teenager,At this moment, I have already forgotten the boundaries of Qingxiu and demon cultivation,He doesn't care about his identity at all,Just thinking,You can get closer.He bit his lip and gently grasped her skirt.Fu Sheng felt his strength and rubbed his head. He was afraid, but he didn't dare to say it.That night,Mo Ling straightened out a group of prisoners, and then came to report to Fu Sheng.With a knife in his arm, in front of the Fusheng tent, the maid went in to pass the message,Half a ring,The maid lifted the curtain and invited him in.Mo Ling walked in with great strides and kowtowed with a loud and respectful voice,"Your honor."Fu Sheng sat in front of the chopping board and gave a faint "um".Mo Ling raised his eyes,Suddenly, he saw a child dressed in white and carved with powder and jade beside Fu Sheng,He was stunned, and his hard face seemed a little stunned,"Your honor, this is..."How did he,Feel a little familiar?Mo Ling looked at the child's eyebrows and frowned. She didn't feel right.Fu Sheng pinched his small fragment's face and explained in a low voice,"This is my brother, Fengbai.""...?" brother?He never heard of it,You have a brother.Mo Ling has doubts,He looked at the little boy again, his delicate eyebrows and eyes,The more you look,The more familiar it looks.Like,I've seen one somewhere.Mo Ling didn't ask much at this time, but respectfully said, "yes."Mo Shang was sitting quietly beside Fu Sheng,No noise or noise,Stare at her intently.But Maureen's gaze made his mood fluctuate.He pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and nervously clutched the bright red skirt with his small hands,Suddenly,He threw himself into Fu Sheng's arms,The little face was buried in her chest and her body was slightly stretched.Fu Sheng was a little caught off guard."What's the matter?" she whispered.Mo Shang was silent and didn't speak. He just held her tightly and looked unknown.Fu Sheng rubbed his head and thought he was afraid to see strangers, so he let him hold it."Next, continue the attack."She gently clasped the table and whispered,"Bai Yan will help you."Hearing the speech, Mo Ling's eyes brightened and excited."However, be careful. If you encounter Mo Shang, send someone to inform the palace immediately.""Yes!"Mo Ling stepped back excitedly.Mo Shang was buried in Fu Sheng's arms, his long eyelashes trembled and said nothing,Half a ring,He suddenly opened his mouth with a crisp voice and some temptation,"Do you... Hate Mo Shang?""Hmm?" his voice was so small that Fu Sheng couldn't hear it for a moment.The little boy raised his head and stared at her with crystal clear eyes. His slender eyelashes didn't even dare to tremble,"Do you hate Mo Shang?"He wants to know,SheDo you really hate him.At the thought that the answer would be those two words,The young man pursed his lips slightly, and his cheeks turned pale for a moment,He lowered his head slightly in embarrassment,Suddenly some regret,Why ask such a question.Fu Sheng looked at him and lifted his lips,Hate it?Actually, I don't hate it,After all, for her, moshang is just a stranger,If not to complete the task,She wouldn't care about such an insignificant person.
