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Mo smiled slightly, reaching out without hitting a smiling face. Wen Nuan was annoyed but didn't say anything.He grew bolder and reached out to grasp her hand.Warmth was angry, feigning to shake his h...Mo Yao let out a breath without showing any emotion. His Xiaobai had arrived, though two hours later than expected, he was still happy. Mo Yao's happiness sometimes came in peculiar ways; stoic and poker-faced, it was impossible to tell if he was happy or not.

Mò Xiǎobái had already changed into his pajamas, and as soon as he lifted the covers, he lay down. He was used to sleeping with Mò Yáo, and it felt normal to him. He couldn't sleep well without Mò Yáo by his side. Although sometimes in the middle of the night, when he woke up and saw himself hugging Mò Yáo tightly, he felt a little awkward, he still really liked sleeping beside Mò Yáo. 。il pursed her lips and smiled. Actually, Lisha's true creator was Gu Baobei. Her main profession was economics, managing three listed companies in country C. Her sensitivity to clothing was only becau...