Chapter 407 Are you jealous?

ouples' tickets required a couple to travel together, but she was determined to try her luck. If there were tickets available, there wasn't any reason why she couldn't go in, rightAs a result, she re...Because, you like her.

Lin Jinran really wanted to say this, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't say anything.

"What are you doing"

Fu Mo'han seemed to not wait for Lin Jinran's answer, he raised his eyes and glanced at the book Lin Jinran had just been reading.

He edged closer to her, the space between them shrinking even further.

Lin Jinran was stunned and instinctively wanted to run away.

But her position was right in a triangular area, with decorations on one side and bookshelves on the other. Fu Mochen's tall figure blocked the only way out.

"What are you doing" She looked at the man up close with apprehension, her breath catching on his alluring scent.

My heart suddenly pounded, and I couldn't stop it.

Blocking the light, he raised his hand and effortlessly took a book, offering it to her. "This one"

Lin Jinran was slightly startled, looking at the slender fingers holding a book she couldn't reach.

A breath of relief escaped my chest, yet it was mingled with a strange sense of loss.

"Yes." She reached out to take it, her fingers only brushing the edge of the book before his palm withdrew and he lifted the book higher.

Lin Jinran looked up and saw Fu Mo's dark eyes staring at her, she was stunned.

"She is your sister. Next time you come over, stay with her yourself until she leaves."

Fu Mo's voice was low and faint, as if he were talking about something unrelated to himself.

Lin Jinran was surprised and disbelieving. Every word Fu Mochen said, she knew the meaning of each one separately, but when they were put together, she couldn't understand it at all.

Fu Mo'han was clearly displeased with the little woman's reaction. His brows furrowed slightly as he asked, "What, do you have an opinion"

Lin Jindian unconsciously shook her head, and couldn't help but glance at Fu Mo寒 a few more times. Was this person really the Fu Mo寒 who liked Lin Ruochu

She couldn't figure out why Fu Mo Han didn't seem to intend on explaining anything to her.

The book in her hand was pressed into Lin Jinran's arms. "Take it."

Taking the book, Lin Jinran held it in her hands, nervously looked up at Fu Mo'han, then hurriedly lowered her eyes, "That, I'll go out."

The tall figure standing before him remained motionless, his steady voice slowly resonating from above, "Your sister's birthday is coming up soon."

When is Lin Ruochu's birthday

Lin Jinran was slightly startled and suddenly remembered, yes, Lin Ruochu's birthday was just a few months away from hers, it should be next week.

Fu Mo Han suddenly brought this up.

"You go pick out a gift for her."

"Me!" This time, Lin Jinran was even more shocked, looking at Fu Mo Han in disbelief.

Lin Ruochu's birthday banquet, she had never participated in it, nor did she want to participate. For someone who had nothing to do with it, what gift would she choose

Could it be that Fu Mo Han agreed to attend Lin Ruochu's birthday banquet

Just go and attend, whatever you say to her.

She didn't go again.

Moreover, the gift she chose is definitely not something Lin Ruochu would like. Perhaps Lin Ruochu wants a gift from Fu Mochen!

"I don't know what she likes, you choose." Lin Jinran refused without hesitation.

Fu Mo's sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, hard to detect. "How did you become a sister" His tone was undeniable reproachful.

Lin Jinran suddenly felt wronged. She looked up, her eyes meeting the man's cold face, "If you want to go to her birthday party, then choose it yourself. What she wants is yours, not mine. Get out of my way, I'm going out!"

Fu Mo'han's black eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the little woman's face filled with grievance, his voice deep and low, "Are you jealous"lently gazed out the window, tears quietly sliding down her cheeks and soaking into the pillowcase. 。Outside, the night owl hadn't left. He stood leaning against the wall. 。Ajar, the door faintly carr...