Chapter 717: Concealing

but the taste is always that of a hotel.However, it had a different kind of smell. If he had to describe it, Fu Mo Han only thought of the scent of fireworks.Like the taste grandma used to make when...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！ossibly compare to. 。Facing the man's sharp and oppressive gaze, Lin Jinyan was forced to compromise and nodded. "Alright" 。Her words, at last, soothed the man's displeasure. He raised his hand and th...