s brow, and resignedly dragged him to the sofa, tossing him onto the soft cushions.He wrinkled his nose, sniffing the collar of the shirt. He glared disdainfully at the man sprawled on the sofa.What...p in grievance and unwillingly closed the lid and tightened it. "Alright, I'll go back then. I've left the soup here. Sister can't drink it, Mo Han ge, you have some.""Hmm." Fu Mochen replied.Lin Ruoc...