Chapter 1849 We Are Stuck in the Elevator

n a carved wooden table, a pair of hands carefully placed a bowl of golden fried rice in front of Fu Mo Han.The short-haired maid Xiaoyu, dressed in a maid's uniform, nervously looked at Fu Mo寒. “Youn...Chapter 1849 We Are Stuck in the Elevatore, just write it on a red silk ribbon. Anyway, with Lin Ruochu in your heart, it's not me!""Be quiet!"Hearing the name Lin Ruochu, Fu Mo'han didn't have any more lingering anger. This woman really lik...