in feeling any way about you right now!"“You...don’t...let go, Fu Mo Han I hate you, let me go!” Lin Jin Ran was unusually panicked, her fair face covered in alarm. Her small hands clenched into fists...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”se was stuffy, she felt nauseous, so nauseous that she wanted to vomit.The night owl's eyes dimmed slightly, seeing her unwilling face. He knew she truly resisted this matter.The Night Owl released he...