asically finished.Having packed everything up, Lin Jinran left the guest room and returned to his own room to rest, preparing for his first day of work tomorrow.In the middle of the night, when I was...Lin Jinran was a little nervous. She had only made a suggestion, and thinking that men didn't like to be touched, maybe he wouldn't.

She recoiled, “If you don’t want to, that’s okay,”

"Rub with your eyes" Fu Mo Han coldly snorted.

The forest was dyed red, “...”

He actually agreed to her taking the initiative and touching him, he couldn't believe it!

"Go wash your hands, you're dirty." The man said again, with disdain.

The forest is dyed silent, who's filth is this

She still stood up and walked toward the bathroom. She glanced down at her hands, which were clearly clean.

Being obsessed with cleanliness can be a real hassle.

Lin Jinran rinsed one side with warm water, then applied some fragrant hand soap. After drying it, he returned to the sofa.

"I kneaded it." Lin Jinran crouched down in front of the sofa, saying beforehand.

She saw that the man didn't react, and she reached out her small hand and pressed it onto the bedding.

"Are you giving the blanket a massage"

Fu Mo Han frowned tightly, letting out a cold snort, clearly extremely dissatisfied.

The forest was dyed, "..."

She endures it, who would let him be a patient

Lin Jin reached out and lifted the quilt, reaching in to touch Fu Mo's silk pajamas. She directly pulled up the hem of his pajamas and gently covered his slightly cool skin with her warm hand.

He gently kneaded the area around Fu Mochen's abdomen, occasionally glancing at his reaction to make sure he wasn't pressing too hard and making him more uncomfortable.

Thankfully, Fu Mo Han had kept his eyes closed the entire time, not opening them once. This gave her a slight sense of relief.

Fu Mo Han only felt, a pair of gentle and innocent hands, gently rubbing his aching stomach, the strength just right, easing his pain.

As if it were a long time ago, he had once suffered from stomach ache. His mother would often hold him in her arms, softly comforting him. Her gentle palms gently rubbed his abdomen, easing his pain.

Lin Jinran looked at him, seeing no reaction. She stopped her actions and asked in a low voice, "Are you asleep"

"Continue." Fu Mo'han's thin lips moved slightly as he commanded.

Lin Jinran dared not stop, her small hand gently rubbed it again.

Her legs went numb from squatting, so she simply sat down on the ground. She propped up her other elbow on the sofa, resting her head in her hand, idly watching the man with his eyes closed.

At this time, Fu Mo Han's coldness had faded away, and he no longer possessed the domineering aura and inexplicable misunderstandings and sarcasm towards her.

is just an ordinary person suffering from illness, who also needs care and concern from others.

Lin Jinran felt a strange pang of sympathy for Fu Mo'han. If she hadn't moved into the bedroom, who would have come to help him when he had an attack and rubbed his stomach

When she was little, she had her mother to rely on when her stomach hurt.

He only has himself, whom he dislikes.

Lin Jinran knew that Fu Mo's mother had passed away. He had heard Old Master Fu mention it once when he was about six or seven years old.

Later, his father married another woman who gave him a younger brother.

It seems she's even more miserable than her, so young and already lost her mother. It's truly pitiful.

Thinking about it this way, Lin Jinran's sympathy seemed a bit excessive.

Fu Mo Han, you drink some soup, okay It'll warm your stomach. If you don't want to drink soup, I can go downstairs and make some porridge for you, how about rice porridge

Fu Mo Han frowned, “You're being loud.”

Lin Jinran pursed her lips, refusing to speak, treating kindness as if it were a worthless thing.

As expected, a devil is still a devil, even when sick, his true nature remains unchanged!

"The woods are ablaze with color."

"What are you doing"The person who made her forget all this is you. Do you think she will still be by your sideMu Shaochen pursed his lips, clenched his fists, and there was not a shred of remorse on his handsome face. “...