rmoil.Perhaps happiness is too unreal, always afraid of losing it.Once again provoked by Han Bi, she became sensitive. Child, if they really had a child, Fei Mo would definitely tell her, so it's not...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. 。 vain.Some people, have to pay the price for this."I still have some things to attend to," Gui Mian said. Mo Yao raised an eyebrow, her gaze shifting from the newspaper back to Gui Mian, and she said...