Chapter 12 Please Don't Ask Me to Repeat It Again

y the nightmare and the tears that were hanging from the corners of her eyes.Lin Jinran lightly nodded, her cheeks flushed a delicate pink. She stammered out, "If you hold me while I sleep, I won't be...Fu MoHan stopped in his tracks, furrowed his brow, and turned his gaze towards the kitchen.

This woman, what is she doing, so clumsy!

Or was it intentional to make such a sound, to attract his attention

Thinking of the second possibility, Fu Mo Han's black eyes sank instantly.

He was about to ignore it when a woman's gasp followed.

And Lin Jinran, with a voice choked with sobs, cried out in the silent night, "Ugh, it hurts so much."

Fu Mo's sword brows furrowed tighter and tighter, this damned woman!

He shifted his weight and walked towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Lin Jinran was still sitting on the ground. The clay pot in her hand had shattered beside her, and the remaining rice porridge spilled out.

She was staring at the ground, her pretty brow furrowed. With her other hand, she rummaged through her pocket, trying to find a tissue to clean the bleeding cut on her hand.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard again. Lin Jinran looked up in astonishment when he saw the tall figure approaching and then retreating.

She was so startled that she completely forgot about her bleeding wound, only staring up at the man with a black face as he strode closer.

"You, how did you come back again"

After she finished speaking, Lin Jinran felt that she had said the wrong thing.

This is his home, he can be anywhere here.

Fu Mo'han stood before Lin Jinran, looking down at her bleeding finger. His dark and cold eyes were even deeper.

He said impolitely, "Lin Jinran, you really spared no expense to attract my attention."

Lin Jin dyed her body trembled, she knew he would definitely do this, everything she did was to attract his attention!

"I didn't, I just got my leg numb from sitting and accidentally fell and scratched myself. I can handle it myself!" She bit her lip, stubbornly refuting him.

Although she married him out of spite, she didn't want to be repeatedly humiliated and defamed by him.

She also has dignity!

If possible, she truly wished that Lin Ruochu would wake up during this period of time, so that the two of them could avoid seeing each other!

Fu MoHan raised his sword brows, "Heh, finally showing its claws after all this time."

"That's best. If letting me know this is your new way to tempt me, I'll make you pay!"

Fu Mo Han's pale and slender hand, which had been tucked into his pocket, reached out to Lin Jin Ran's face. His voice was still unusually cold, "Get up."

Lin Jin didn't expect Fu Mo Han to help her up. She was stunned for a moment, then raised the bleeding finger and saw the solidified blood stain on it, her heart skipped a beat.

She knew Fu Mo Han was a neat freak. If her blood got on his hands, he would definitely ditch her immediately.

With a jolt, she retracted her fingers and lowered her head, mumbling, "I can get up myself."

Her hands were too dirty; she didn't want him to dislike her again, so she would rather support herself up slowly from the counter.

When faced with Lin Jinran's deliberate rejection, Fu Mo'han frowned and his voice instantly turned as cold as an icicle, "Lin Jinran, don't make me say this a second time."

Those pale, slender hands remained outstretched before her.

Lin Jinran was slightly taken aback, then changed hands. Before taking Fu Mo'han's hand, she wiped her own clothes gently to ensure that the rice porridge on her hand was gone.

And then, she raised her wrist and placed her slender, delicate hand into his broad, strong palm.she never quite figured out who he truly was. The only thing she could be certain of was that she wasn't his enemy. 。She is a third party, her power most likely operates between them and their opponen...