n. Mo Yao locked the door and he also came out 。Holding Mo Xiaobai's shoulder, "Bear with it, it won't hurt for long." 。Mo Xiaobai took deep breaths, Mo Yao stepped back a few steps. He smelled strong...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. 。 a small town near Paris, there was parked a white Bentley sports car. Pure white in the sunlight, it was very eye-catching. Its unique body and design made it clear at a glance that this was a top-o...