。Lin Jinran's breath tightened, her legs trembled, and she subconsciously grasped Fu Mo'han's arm with her hands. 。Fu Mo Han chuckled softly, his cold face slowly leaning towards Lin Jin Ran's gradual...Too familiar, to the point that Lin Jinran's movements froze, and unconsciously, her mind recalled Fu Mo'han's voice. The top of her head was completely bald.Now that she thought about it, looking at the bald spot on her head in the mirror, Su Han almost wanted to cry. To the point where she cut all her hair off, fo...