Chapter 717: Concealing

Well, here we go again with the game of hard to get.He lowered his gaze to the woman beneath him, her small face flushed red like an apple ripe for the picking, emitting a sweet fragrance.His clothes...Too familiar, to the point that Lin Jinran's movements froze, and unconsciously, her mind recalled Fu Mo'han's voice.'s supporters held the majority, even if the old master didn't have much shares to give to Fu Mo寒, there was no room for turning back. Unless Fu Mo寒 appeared in person.Can Fu Mo Han make it backOf cou...