Chapter 717: Concealing

held a firecracker in her hand and bloomed along with them.That was the happiest time for her, she had to have a blast. When all the sparklers were burnt out, she went home to sleep.Lin Jinran lightl...Too familiar, to the point that Lin Jinran's movements froze, and unconsciously, her mind recalled Fu Mo'han's voice.iao also wearing a bathrobe, holding a hair dryer in his hand, diligently blowing her hair. 。His wet, long hair clung to his shoulders. The Night Owl picked up a strand and blew on it until it was dr...