t over if you're not going to let me eat itFu Mo'han unconsciously tightened his grip on the red wine glass, his long fingers turning white.That pair of clear, innocent yet flustered eyes made him wan...n she picked up a comb and carefully combed his thick black hair.Last night, Lin Jinran contemplated his masterpiece, which was almost identical to Fu Mo'han's, except it remained lifeless.My eyes bur...