Chapter 717: Concealing

front desk and placed the thermos full of nourishing soup on the table. “That, could you please, when Fu Mo'han comes down, give this soup to him”The front desk clerk still smiled, but it was only a...he stray hair off her forehead. 。Lin Jinran, who felt a slight itch on her cheeks, unconsciously reached out to touch her cheek and then stopped. 。Fu Mo's lips curled up slightly, he stood up straigh...