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inner conflict, it was simply that the vinegar jar had shattered.But she also knew that if such a warm temperament could be swayed by something like ink, then it must have been Fei Mo who had spoken e...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. 。, and the coconut trees sway. 。The moonlight stretched the figures of the two people very long, like the slender figures of boys in a comic book. They looked so harmonious and beautiful. 。Bai Ye gentl...