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he warmth, like a thunderbolt>>> 。That night's person was... Yè Fēimò"Wow, what a beautiful sight" 。""That line was so touching!""This doesn't feel like an ad at all, more like... a hint about somet...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. 。only place, so there wasn't too much trouble.The stage lights were too intense, or maybe it was just Mo Xiaobai's gaze that was burning with heat. Mo Yao felt sweat on his palms and back, and a blush...