ister smile unconsciously curling up at the corner of her lips.Whether or not she plagiarized, Lin Jinran has to wear this plagiarism hat. It's going to be hard for her to make it in the design world...Fu MoHan held a towel, his eyes landing first on the woman sleeping soundly in bed. He slowed his pace, walking to Lin JinRan's window first and bending down to carefully tuck the blankets around her.

A slightly cold fingertip touched Lin Jinran's neck, and the little woman instinctively shrank back, motionless.

Fu Mo Han's thin lips curled into a slight smile, he withdrew his finger, sat up and switched off the bedside lamp. He then walked to the bed and went to rest.

Inside, the dim light of the forest gently opened a crack. After adjusting to the brightness, he looked towards the man in the distance and could discern his high cheekbones.

Just looking at him/her makes me feel so happy, it would be great if this could last forever.

Fingers beneath the blanket gently stroked her flat stomach. She was nearly two months pregnant, just as always, with no changes. Should she go for another check-up

Did Lu Liming leave to go to the hospital he introduced, or just a random oneer eyes. 。With a weary body, Lin Jinran dragged her aching legs to the bathroom. Looking at the masterpiece on her body in the mirror, she couldn't help but embrace herself tightly and lean against th...