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omy as the weather on a stormy day." 。Mo Xiaobai... Mo Xiaobai, this dead child, he knew Cai Xiǎojing had a crush on Mo Xiaobai long ago, but he didn't expect it to be so crazy. 。Desiccated… This dea...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. 。ollected demeanor, becoming even more composed under pressure, once she encounters Ye Feimo, she always loses control. She just can't help it.She was in turmoil.Perhaps happiness is too unreal, always...