in Jin Ran's direction. 。The little woman's head was tilted toward him, her eyes closed as if asleep at some point. 。Moving the table aside, Fu Mo Han got out of bed and walked as quietly as he could...Raise the bedding, Lin Jin dyed once again lay down, back against the door, the quilt covered to the nose, the whole person shrank in the quilt, tightly closed his eyes. 。

It's not a big deal, just sleep it off. 。Alas, she just couldn't fall asleep. Lying in bed, she became increasingly uncomfortable. 。unbearably wanting to cry 。

"Click!" 。A crisp sound of a door openingout a cigarette, lit it with a lighter, and took a long drag. 。The pungent smell of cigarette smoke filled his lungs, clearing his weary mind somewhat. 。Tonight will be another tough battle, he must...