let me feed you."She spoke as she picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful, and was about to feed it into Fu Mo Han's mouth.Fu Mo Han lifted his arm without changing expression, blocking her hand. He...l the way back to his bedroom door, Night Owl grasped the doorknob and gently twisted it open. 。He raised an eyebrow and saw a woman huddled on the sofa, intently drawing on a tablet. She still had a...