an's solid chest. The scent of his clean, good smell filled her nostrils.Lin Jin's hair strands brushed against Fu Mo Han's smooth jawline, a faint sweetness mixed with the woman's fragrance, drifting...looked up towards the reception area, wondering what had happened. 。Only in Gu Nanci's office, Su Han was busy organizing the documents on the table and didn't hear anything else. 。Until Su Han saw a...