Fu Yan Huo Ming Zhen

Even if she did nothing, just standing there or speaking a word, or even just being in the same place as him, would make him feel much more at ease.,"What did he do" He wiped his hair, sat down on the sofa, threw down the towel, picked up the hangover soup that Lao Shu had just brought in, and took a sip.,Thinking back, Fu Hanlin often drove to Fu Yan's residence. He never bothered her, just sat in the car. By behavior alone, he was considered a gentleman.。