o rushed into action, charging forward with a fiery passion. They came bearing the fierceness of female warriors, demanding answers from Han Bi and striking her hard across the face.Slap!A very crisp...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. 。there was a young man in white, holding a drawing board, painting something unknown.He had a very peaceful aura around him, making people feel at ease. He stood with his back to Mo Yao, so Mo Yao coul...