。Just a few words: Fu Mo Han, Lin Jin Ran is in my hands. 。Fu Mo's eyes narrowed, he unlocked his phone and opened the picture, his pupils constricted. 。There was no consideration for a callback, jus... discomfort she might feel. 。After that, Fu Mochen indeed did not torture her again. Lin Jinyan nestled in the man's arms, clearly aware that the man was definitely not full, but she was truly too tir...