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a halt in the center.Warmth widened her eyes, who was itWho is in the sports carNever be a mere leaf, but ink.Never be.The sports car stopped, and the two men walked up to it, pointing their guns and...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. 。It's because you didn't recognize his identity. Who can you blame Ask yourself, if Ye Fei Mo wasn't the second young master of Anning International, would you be so regretful now If Ye Fei Mo was penn...