up." Xiaoyu said apprehensively.Fu Mo Han didn't say much. His defined bones took up a spoon and tasted a spoonful of rice porridge, then savored a bite of the side dish.The rice porridge is soft and...g to his normal routine. 。She truly couldn't understand, just how much they differed. Was he really made of iron, never feeling tiredShe was still living a life between two points: Fu's residence and...