Chapter 717: Concealing

the ointment, Fu MoHan casually placed it on the bedside table. He picked up his phone, glanced at Lin JinRan, and then strode out of the bedroom.In the living room, Fu Mo'han made a call to Lu Limin...Too familiar, to the point that Lin Jinran's movements froze, and unconsciously, her mind recalled Fu Mo'han's voice.longed to Fu Mo'han. He immediately undid his own wet suit. 。Facing Mu Shaocheng's gaze, he shrugged helplessly, deftly taking off his suit jacket and putting on a fresh, dry one without any psycholog...