Chapter 717: Concealing

was puzzled; was grandma's dessert orangesUnder Grandma's attentive gaze, Lin Jinran reluctantly took out one. To her surprise, it contained a hidden world. Inside, the orange was no longer an orange...Too familiar, to the point that Lin Jinran's movements froze, and unconsciously, her mind recalled Fu Mo'han's voice." Lin Jinyan shook her head resolutely, turned on the faucet, and splashed the hot water on her burning cheeks 。The night owl smirked, recalling the pleasantness of last night. 。No matter when, her sw...