Lin Jinran didn't even notice that there was someone in front of him. He bumped forward and hit the man's strong chest. His nose instantly felt extremely sore.

"pain."

She raised her hand in grievance, rubbed her nose, and raised her face to look at the person blocking the door.

Fu Mohan lowered his eyes and looked at the woman standing in front of him, her body exuding a faint fragrance of shower gel, and her eyes suddenly turned dark.

At this time, Lin Jinran's fair little face was flushed, her semi-dry black hair was draped casually on her shoulders, and she wore old and clean pajamas with a slanted neckline, revealing one side of her shoulders.

Looking down along the collar, Fu Mohan's breathing suddenly tightened.

Her cheeks are so red and she has a fever again?

For a moment, he rejected his idea.

It's not a fever.

Her cheeks were red, her breathing was rapid, her eyes were blurred, and she was looking at him with a longing look.

This feeling seems familiar!

Suddenly, Fu Mohan's black eyes turned as gloomy as ink and as cold as ice.

He quickly raised his hand, grabbed Lin Jinran's slender wrist, which was rubbing her nose, and squeezed it hard in the palm of his hand, so hard that he wanted to crush it.

He asked sharply, "Lin Jinran, what do you want to do again?!"

"It hurts..."

Lin Jinran's blushing face was wrinkled and her delicate brows were furrowed. The pain in her wrist made her chaotic brain clear up a bit.

"It hurts, let go."

She used her other little hand to open Fu Mohan's painful wrist, completely unaware of how thought-provoking the words she muttered were.

Fu Mohan's black eyes instantly became dark and terrifying, as he heard the sound of approaching footsteps.

He turned his head and glanced coldly. He saw Tiantian, the maid not far away, and wanted to come over to see what was going on.

She was so frightened by Fu Mohan's knife-like gaze that she didn't dare to step forward and immediately backed away to save her life.

As for how Miss Lin angered the young master, she couldn't control it. She could only let Lin Jinran seek his own happiness.

After the maid left, Fu Mohan looked at Lin Zhenzhen with a gloomy face.

He still held her wrist firmly, ignoring her little sheep-like strength, walked into the door with his long legs, and slammed the door shut with his other hand.

He dragged Lin Jinran to the bedside and threw the woman who was following him, stumbling, onto the bed.

"pain……"

Lin Jinran fell on the hard bed, biting his lip with tears in his eyes.

The pain did not make her feel any better. Instead, the fire spread all over her body and she became even more uncomfortable. She longed for something...

Especially the man's approaching breath made Lin Jinran's brain even more chaotic. She felt it was getting hotter and hotter, and her little hands involuntarily pulled towards her thin pajamas, "It's so hot."

Fu Mohan stared at Lin Jinran's eager but unaware look, and his breathing became a little heavier.

His eyes glanced at the medicine bottle on the table beside the bed. He picked up the medicine bottle with his slender fingers and quickly scanned the instructions on the medicine bottle.

A pair of dark eyes were bottomless, filled with intense ice that could not be melted away.

This damn woman!

He actually took aphrodisiac again!

She really went to great lengths to seduce him.

Fu Mohan raised his wrist and loosened his tie a little. He leaned forward, knelt on the bed with one knee on his long legs, grabbed the woman rolling on the bed and pulled her to him.
Chapter completed!