n a hint in their reports.There was nothing in the newspapers, on the internet, or anywhere else. She felt relieved.Even the most gossipy, sleaziest tabloid wouldn't dare print this."Xiaojing Jie, why...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. 。was even more reserved.“Relax, you’re not going to be eaten,” Cheng Anya laughed as she saw him sitting so rigidly. She truly liked Wen Nuan; she had observed her for a long time. Such a pure, optimis...