ne more intimate things together.She gave a self-deprecating smile, Ye Fei Mo turned over her shoulders. Seeing his expression slightly flustered, he looked both angry and not angry, she sneered, "Wha...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. 。We're all the same.""Our eldest son is the most tired, I'm a bit more tired than Mochen. After all, the Middle East is full of things. Xiaobai, the one with the least heart, is the easiest. I admire h...