hatted happily, fantasizing about the days to come. Becoming Mrs. Fu was just around the corner.A whole day passed, and Lin Ruochu hadn't received a reply from Fu Mo Han. She couldn't help but worry....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 openingck jeans on the bottom, and black combat boots. 。He was very handsome, but a faint scar on the left side of his face, about a foot long under his eye, did not detract from the man's charisma. Instead,...