y closed mouth painfully opened, followed by a stream of icy liquid poured in. 。Lin Jinran shook her head vigorously, trying to spit out the liquid. Zheng Jinshi's hand pressed down on her body tight...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”bar. 。The night owl sat coldly on a luxurious leather sofa, his gaze drooping as he played with the thin smartphone in his hand. 。Opposite him stood a woman named Lin Shanger. She was wearing a white...