minded him, not wanting to have too much physical contact with Fu Mo Han. 。Fu Mo's sword eyebrows slightly narrowed, she disliked his touch this much He simply didn't do as she wished, instead of ret... there was no way. Fu Laoye raised his cup and smiled at her, "Come on, Jiran, this is good stuff, tastes great."She saw that Mr. Fu was happy and didn't want to upset him, so she picked up her cup an...