itement. Her eyes, glistening like shimmering peach blossoms, lit up. Cheng Anya secretly smiled within her heart, Warmth must be a fantastic silent film actor.“I didn't mean it that way.” Han Bi saw...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. 。n appetite for food. During his lunch break, looking at the overwhelming news about him and Han Bi's scandal made him even more restless. His work efficiency in the afternoon was extremely low.Just th...