er because of this. 。"No, you go out." 。Fu MoHan raised his hand and waved it casually. 。The front desk breathed a sigh of relief, not daring to stay, quickly leaving Fu Mo'han's office. 。Fu Mo's cold...er belt, his hand could still hold her waist, refusing to let her leave. 。The kiss deepened, grew more intense, as if trying to pour out all the longing. 。Hou Shao had initially been completely aware...