he had been injected with chicken blood today, his passion was sky high. Zhang Ling came and went, carrying documents up and down very happily. 。Warmth is really amazing, look at the second young mas...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. 。he was a girl who knew how to advance and retreat. She was smart, didn't talk much, and occasionally threw tantrums, but it didn't take long for me to coax her back into a good mood. Their relationshi...