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

eyes didn't know where to look, she stammered and said, "You shouldn't be consumed by this."Fu Mo Han stared intently, his face the color of a blushing peach. His frigid voice stood in stark contrast...his chest, Fu Mo Han irritably pushed away his chair and stood up, striding towards the door.In the bedroom, Lin Jinran, who was reading a parenting book, heard the sound of the door opening. She glan...