Chapter 1177: Drink Yourself, or Should I Feed You?

ainted, leaning against his chest. If not for his arm supporting her, she would probably have fallen down.Fu Mo Han lowered his eyes to glance at the woman in his arms, her lips were like they had bee... an unknown amount of time, Fu Mochen's thin lips finally left Lin Jinran's red cherry lips. Lin Jinran, unable to control her rapid breathing, shook her head in resistance, "No...Fu Mochen, no..."Fu...