could he possibly have someone make congee for her out of kindnessThis must be for Fu Mo'han, she would definitely get angry if she ate it, but compared to Fu Mo'han's anger, it's better than actuall...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 openingone from the table. 。When he opened it, besides several missed calls on the screen, there was also a text message. 。Fu Mo'han opened the text message first. It was sent by Lin Jinran, with only two s...