, not her mood..." 。Fu Mo's face was cold, he lifted the quilt and pressed Lin Jinran onto the bed. 。Lying in bed, Lin Jinran turned over Fu Mo'han's words in her mind. She decided that what he said...Lin Jinran was startled, then her eyes widened in surprise. She stepped down the stairs excitedly step by step. 。

The man standing beside the swing glanced at him and strode over. He extended his right hand gracefully, and Lin Jinran's lips curled into a smile as he raised his hand to clasp the man's palm. 。With a slight squeeze of her hand, Fu MoHan led her towards the wooden swing. 。

“Slow down” reacted without hesitation, turning his hand to block it. His slender wrist was immediately grasped by a rough palm. With a skilled twist, her delicate back pressed against the palm that pushed her e...