Lin Jinran's body and gently covered him with the bedding. 。He lowered his head, his thin lips lightly falling onto her smooth forehead, like a feather gently brushing over it. 。Rising, Fu Mochen low...and try it out. < > 。Another bodyguard said nervously, "Young Master Long, Young Master Mu is not easy to deal with. What if he knows...""Trash, if you can't even handle this, what use are you" Dragon...