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Chapter 82 I'm Not That Fast

ssage from Ji Yunting. Her heart suddenly clenched.Mu Shaochen, are you backThe memories came flooding back like a torrent.Mu Shaocheng was the senior whom Lin Jinran had always respected and looked u...Lin Jin ran gritted her teeth, afraid that Fu Mo Han would say something at the end that really required her to serve him.

Terrible, so terrible!

Before he could even react, a strong and domineering hand gripped his fair one. The temperature was explosive!

His palm could clearly feel it, Lin Jinran's heart was about to jump out of his chest, his face flushed red, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to hide in.

She couldn't break free from the man's fingers, he held onto her hand, and her hand was clasped in his.

Lin Jin was filled with unusual remorse. She shouldn't have pretended to be on her period; her actual period wasn't until the day after tomorrow.

Today she just didn't want to be in close contact with men, she never expected that men would, would!

She was too embarrassed to meet his gaze, unable to even open her eyes. Her body felt hot, and she could barely breathe.

Fu Mo Han's eyes were blazing with passion as he gazed at the woman beneath him. Suddenly, he leaned down and his thin lips captured her rosy cherry lips.

Lin Jinran was kissed until her brain became increasingly fuzzy, her whole body panting heavily. She didn't know how long it had been before the man finally released her.

At the same time, she let out a sigh of relief, finally over.

"Let me go."

A pair of moist eyes, brimming with teardrops, were slightly annoyed. A sheen of perspiration glistened on her smooth forehead, dampening the neatly combed bangs.

Fu Mo's eyes swept down, staring at the crimson lips that had been ravaged by him, once again filled.

He curled his thin lips into a smirk of cold amusement, "Not so fast."

Lin Jinran was a little confused, but she quickly understood the man's meaning.

That night, Lin Jinran didn't know how many times she was tortured by the man. In the end, she was so exhausted that her fingers ached terribly, and her body was utterly drained.

Besides not actually getting off, a man did everything else right!

Lin Jinran was truly wronged and miserable, forced to serve Fu Mo'han. She was so exhausted that she couldn't even bother about her disheveled appearance, falling asleep in a daze without bothering with her pre-sleep cleansing routine.

After washing up, Fu Mo Han looked at the woman lying on the bed, lying on her side and already asleep. His sword eyebrows furrowed.

With such a dirty bed, she's actually sleeping soundly. She's really like a pig!

Unable to bear it, Fu Mochen strode back to the bathroom, soaked a towel in water, returned to the bedside and picked up Lin Jinran's slender wrist. There was a slight hint of disgust, but he still forcefully wiped away the marks on her hands.

Lin Jin Dye, who was sleeping soundly, only felt someone pinching her hand. Her long eyelashes trembled, and she frowned unhappily, her delicate brows furrowed. Her cherry lips pouted as she murmured, "Stop it, it hurts."

< The little hand struggled slightly, as if wanting to escape. >

Fu Mo Han wiped himself dry and was too lazy to bother with Lin Jin Ran, tossing the towel aside and striding towards the changing room. He carried out a thin blanket and a brand new pillow, spreading them onto the sofa.

"Cold...so cold..."

In the silent room, a woman's soft humming could be heard clearly.

Fu Mo'han glanced sideways, the woman lying on her side had shrunk into a shrimp-like shape at some point, like a baby, her hands clasped around her arms, trembling.

He gritted his teeth angrily, strode over, and yanked the bedclothes off the bed, throwing them over Lin Jinran, covering her just right.

Fu Mo Han then turned back to the sofa, sat down, and lay down!

A feeling of extreme discomfort made his sword eyebrows furrow tightly.

Why is he sleeping on the couch

Wasn't she saying she wanted to sleep packaged Hou Shao's information and sent it to Leng Jue's mailbox.Upon receiving the information, Leng Jue immediately listed all the companies that Hou Shao had visited, including Fu Shaoqing's fami...

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