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e Feimo drink, after all, drinking always led to trouble. He lowered his voice, "Nuan Nuan..."The lingering, affectionate tone sent a shiver down her spine, like an electric current passing through he...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. 。matter of fate.His girlfriend passed away many years ago, and he can still be so devoted. He's a real man, and men who are deeply in love always move people, especially those who have never been able...