For a moment, Lin Jinran's heart pounded

fixed on him, murmured, "I don't."Fu Mo Han raised an eyebrow, "No"Perhaps he wasn't fully awake yet, but for now, it was more important to address his needs.He lowered his head and captured her lips...haochen slowly clenched his fists, staring at Fu Mo's cold back, heartache unbearable!He anonymously asked Lin Jinran to make a suit for him, and it had been a while. 。But what came was, Fu MoHan dres...