d, the dim lights casting a thin veil of loneliness and pain on her back. She warmed her face, then slowly crouched down, tears rolling from her fingertips.Love, hate, obsession, anger, why can't we...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. 。in. Besides Dudi, she had no one to rely on. Only Dudi knew how to help her, how to save Fei Mo. Thinking of Ye Feimo, her palms sweated profusely, and her body trembled with chills.The woman in white...