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hand on Wen Nuan's shoulder and softening his voice. "All I know is, the person I want to spend my life with is you, not Han Bi."A pang of pain flashed in her warm eyes, she lowered her head and gave...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. 。who never missed a shot.With such skill, even the best ointment couldn't erase the thin calluses on her hands.Especially the callous on the index finger is noticeably thicker than the palm of the hand...