s. Fu Mochen frowned, his sword brows furrowing, and commanded the salesperson beside him, "Find a pair of matching high heels."The clerk immediately brought over a pair of red, open-weave embroidered...own it, breathing heavily and panting slightly. 。From afar, the figure walking with long strides suddenly stopped. Fu Mo Han turned sideways, his dark eyes looking at Lin Jin Ran who was panting as s...