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ze, as if her soul had been drawn in. For a moment, she couldn't decipher the meaning behind his eyes. Tang Shu-wen gently stroked her face, his eyes filled with tenderness. He himself didn't know how...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. 。hlighting her devilishly good figure. She was extremely beautiful. Her hair was also styled up and fixed with a jade hairpin, giving her a very classical feel. She had acted in a drama set during the...