Bing had learned this a long time ago. She hadn't taken the initiative to talk to Mo Yao either, so she didn't know much about him, except that they got along well. 。Now looking at them, Ji Bing sinc...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. 。s as thick as cowhide.Mo Xiaobai turned his head to look at Ye Wei and Eleven. Mo Ye directly turned his face away, looking utterly embarrassed. He felt like he'd never been this humiliated in his lif...