Grandma Zhao, I'm Lin Jinran." Lin Jinran smiled faintly and raised his lips, still impatiently correcting himself.The shopkeeper poked his head out and handed the packaged osmanthus cake to Fu Mo Ha...The little sister didn't know who they were talking about. She only heard the last part, "I think he's just like his sister." Maybe they were from the same place. 。Moreover, they were all standing before their own doors. Since they knew he had a sister, it naturally occurred to them that he might have one too. 。ale face. 。"There is no " 。She refused crisply. Affairs of the heart, only she could handle them herself. 。Hou Shao'ran nodded, probably knowing that Lin Jinran didn't have anything important to sa...