Chapter 187: What Wish?

ion with her and thought of the same thing!Coincidence, or...Lin Jinran glanced at Fu Mo'han intentionally, faintly denying, "Not quite the same, the pattern is much better than mine."Fu Mo Han smiled...ober Lin Jin dyeing endured the pain in his body, and a sticky, pungent smell of gasoline came over him.She was doused with gasoline!Lin Jinyan tried to struggle, but the bindings were too tight, he c...