n Fu Mo'han's view, another meaning altogether."Well, no retort Not very eloquent, are we"Lin Jinran pursed her lips, helplessly saying, "Just say what you want to say."Fu Mo Han frowned, his sword ey...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”knee. The stick stabbed into the ground, supporting his last shred of dignity. 。"Night Owl!" Lin Jinran cried out anxiously, 。She struggled, cried out, her voice hoarse from screaming, her heart ach...