."What are you doing" Lin Jinran struggled to get up and escape, as if facing a great enemy.Fu Mochen's long legs imprisoned Lin Jinran's legs, towering over him. His cold and handsome face was only f..."Well" 。Hou nodded slightly, and walked sheepishly towards the restroom. He'd fumbled just now, missing this opportunity. Who knows when the next one would come 。Upon realizing this, she felt a headache coming on and stepped into the restroom. 。

Your kung fu has declined. 。ran's words.Lin Jinran felt grateful, "Thank you."The night owl was not satisfied with this thank you. He tightened his grip on her waist, making Lin Jinyan's slender frame even closer to his. He said...