learly heard the sarcasm in Lin Jinran's words.My dislike for Lin Jinyan grew stronger with each passing day.Fu Mo'han's voice was cold and imperious, "Lin Jinran, you talk too much. Drink it all up,...Raise the bedding, Lin Jin dyed once again lay down, back against the door, the quilt covered to the nose, the whole person shrank in the quilt, tightly closed his eyes. 。

It's not a big deal, just sleep it off. 。Alas, she just couldn't fall asleep. Lying in bed, she became increasingly uncomfortable. 。unbearably wanting to cry 。

"Click!" 。A crisp sound of a door openingill definitely give it to you. 。"You, you, you!" A throbbing pain shot through his head, Wang Qiang didn't dare to touch it. His eyes narrowed with hatred as he glared at Fu Mo Han and shouted, "I'm...