Lin Jinran didn't say much, still leaving space for them.,One day, Fu Mo寒 gave Leng Jue an airplane ticket and asked him to go out and play, relax his mind.,In a villa, Gu Meng and Zhan Gu were sitting on the balcony chatting, reminiscing about their past twenty or thirty years. Little Niannian had already fallen asleep in bed.。