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h's hands and feet grew cold, her mind blanked. Vaguely, she knew she had missed something, and done something foolish.What does this have to do with Mistress Ye“You’re such an idiot, Ye Zong doesn’t...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. 。both. Ye Fei Mo lowered her gently, her legs trembling with warmth and exhaustion. She lost her balance and stumbled to the ground, her heart still pounding from the intensity.Ye Fei Mo picked her up...