a trigger pulling a switch, dissolving the sliver of clarity she had just found.Lin Jinran's hand, as if out of its own control, instinctively reached up to grasp Fu Mochen's neck, leaning in close to...Chapter 1850 Not a Bitwed. She raised her chin haughtily and said, “I really like Fu Mo Han” 。The girl's boldness is unmistakable. 。Assuming a comfortable posture, with her back against the chair, Lin Jinyan smiled gently...