aintly raised her eyes, and did not pay attention to the woman's mocking expression. She saw a waiter in the distance and raised her hand.The waiter quickly came over and politely asked, "Miss, is the...I know 。Fu Mochen lazily responded with a hum, showing no sign of leaving. Instead, he lowered his arm, bringing the two people closer together. 。A faint scent of mint blended with the fragrance of shampoo lingered between them. Besides that, Lin Jinran could still smell a subtle, distinctly masculine aroma. 。It smells really good, it's addictive. The more you smell it, the harder it is to quit. 。Her cheeks flushed a lovely pink, thankfully not too visible in the darkness. 。My heart was racing out of control, beating faster and faster, "thump thump thump, thump thump thump," each beat a pounding against my chest. 。"Your heartbeat is racing very fast" 。Fu Mo Han once again arrived, the air between them thick with a silent and ambiguous tension. His long fingers suddenly pressed against her chest. 。"Stop!" Lin Jinran felt embarrassed and wished she could find a crack in the ground to hide in. Her cheeks flushed with heat, her pale fingers wanted to pull away Fu Mo's hand, but before she could, Fu Mo retracted his hand first. 。Before she could catch her breath, a slender finger slipped under her pajamas and traced along her delicate skin, creating ripples upon ripples. Lin Jinran trembled sensitively. 。"Fu Mo Han!" Biting her silver teeth, her fair fingers gripped the man's palm, breathing slightly, "I'm pregnant..." 。"

I said, 'I understand.'" 。Fu Mo'han didn't care about his palm being held, his fingers hooked up and rubbed the rough fingertip against her delicate skin, causing Lin Jinyan to gasp and tremble. 。"You're still as sensitive as ever." 。A deep, magnetic voice echoed in her ears, the man's breath warm and ticklish on her cheek. 。"Dinner will be delivered to the company tomorrow evening. Don't bother my employees with bringing it in!"With that, Fu Mo寒 turned over gracefully and lay back down, closing his eyes. "Sleep." 。He said it was easy, but how could Lin Jinran possibly fall asleep immediately 。His heart was still pounding violently, his cheeks flushed as if he had a fever. 。She just now almost thought Fu Mo Han wanted hers, if it were really a little bit more, she really couldn't resist. 。When her mind was racing, a sudden tightening on her waist pulled her close. A strong arm encircled her, pushing her into the man's embrace. Her hands instinctively rested against Fu Mo Han's chest. 。"Don't move, close your eyes" 。Fu Mo's voice was low, languid and magnetic, his eyes still closed. 。Lin Jinran didn't dare to move, so he closed his eyes, trying not to overthink. 。At first, she was on high alert, listening to Fu Mo's movements. After a while, when the even breathing came out and there were no other sounds, she could no longer bear the drowsiness and gradually fell into a dream. 。The next morning, Fu Mo Han left very early. Lin Jin Ran had breakfast with Fu Lao Ye together. After breakfast, Fu Lao Ye was ready to go back to the old house. 。Lin Jinran reluctantly bid farewell to Old Master Fu, got in a car, and left Fu's residence for work. 。After a three-day holiday, work returned to its normal track. 。For Lin Jinyan, it was still a time of busyness, absorbing new knowledge points. She dared not be careless or take anything lightly. She diligently recorded the precious knowledge of her senior mentors. 。

A day passed quietly, and before I knew it, evening had arrived. 。As the end of the workday approached, employees one by one shut down their computers, gathered their belongings, and left the company. 。Lin Jinran thought of Fu Mochen's words last night, packed up her things, and also left the studio. 。

After going downstairs, she unsurprisingly met the familiar tall figure waiting for her. 。