Life instead of a gangster's boyfriend was very exciting.He fired the first shot.while I was sitting on his lap, I wrapped my legs around him. His bodyguards were standing around us and there was a bloody body on the groundHis cold hands were holding my waist. I looked at him oppressed The end for the one who dared to touch my little baby Even his voice was as a attractive man as his fragrance.. as his appearance.. I looked at him oppressed "Can I shoot him too? Please?" He put his gun in my hand and wrapped his arm around my waist I'm counting, baby. Pull the trigger.