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would definitely make a scene until the sky fell. But Mo Yao didn't. He didn't ask anything, just looked at him and said, "I understand."Okay, I understand.It was such a simple sentence, nothing could...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. 。ld be difficult for anyone to plot against Mo Yao unless he ignored the dangers around him and became careless. After all, he was simply oblivious. 。Mo Xiaobai looked up at the sky over the port. It w...