" The phone rang again.The caller ID displays Lin Ruochu.Fu Mo'han's face darkened slightly, he furrowed his sword-like eyebrows, and his slender fingers tapped on the marble table a few times before...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 opening going out tomorrow.""Well, where to" the man asked in a low voice."Hòu Shào is leaving, I want to see her off." Lin Jìn Rǎn said honestly.She received a call from Young Master Hou an hour ago. Young...