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n worse. Ye Feimo curled up on the sofa, sweating profusely from the pain.He was thinking, that night when he had a stomachache, Wen warmly bought him medicine, milk tea, and donuts, and happily spent...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. 。 a gift from heaven, our precious treasure. Adults' mistakes shouldn't implicate the child. When I heard this, I recalled all the people I had sent. I didn't touch you again. That was an accident, so...