Chapter 717: Concealing

coming tight. 。"Fu Mo Han" 。biting her lip in refusal 。Fu Mo's cold lips lingered once again on her fair skin. Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol, but his slightly tipsy state made him savor eve...vorite food inside. 。Ji Yun Ting was truly hungry, he didn't even care about Gu Nan Ci and picked up his chopsticks, wolfing down the food. When he finished, he let out a big satisfied belch. 。He ha...