Chapter 90: Even Cold Water Goes Bad for the Unlucky

the kiss, and ambiguously said, "Tastes good" 。"You jerk" 。Lin Jin was panting heavily, her eyes bloodshot, pushing against Ye Xiao's chest with both hands, trying to break free from his embrace. 。Don...Fu Mo Han faced Lin Jin Ran with the same clueless expression as always, becoming even more displeased. "You're giving her a fright like this in front of Zhang Sao, aren't you Just to make Zhang Sao misunderstand that I don't let you go at night!"

Lin Jin instantly blushed. How could he bring everything back to bed

"If Zhang Sao asks, I'll explain it to her... It's not your problem..."

"Are you saying I'm incapable" It was clear that Fu Mochen cared about something else, and it wasn't Lin Jinran.

"I didn't say..." Lin Jinran helplessly said, "I'll explain to Zhang Sao, this is because I stayed up late reading. It will be fine after a while."

Fu Mo Han's black and gloomy face finally eased a little.

If a woman dared to say no, he guaranteed he would let her try his abilities.

Fu Mo said coldly, "Turn off the lights, I'm going to rest."

Ethan strode towards the bed.

"I'm going to look outside." Lin Jinran heard Zhang Sao casually mention that Fu Mo Han had insomnia and occasionally needed to take sleeping pills. He needed a sleep environment with no light or sound.

"Lin Jinran, you've gone too far!" Fu Mochen, who had already reached the bedside, suddenly turned back.

He reached out and snatched the documents from Lin Jinran's hand, tossing them aside.

The air conditioner said in a cold voice, "Zhang Yi, during this period of time, don't give me any more trouble!"

This time, after finishing his words, Fu Mochen ignored Lin Jinran, walked to the bed, and directly turned off the bedside lamp.

The room was instantly plunged into darkness, the light-blocking curtains effectively barring the moonlight from entering.

It took Lin Jinran a while to adjust, and he could only vaguely make out the location of the bed.

She wanted to open her phone to pick up the data scattered on the floor, but she was afraid that the light would make Fu Mochen angry with her.

After hesitating for a long time, she sighed and decided to go to sleep.yan, they were still distinct individuals. A closer look at their eyes and brows revealed subtle differences that could only be further masked with makeup.The night owl specially hired a makeup artist...