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seventeen or eighteen and thirty-something alike! Humph!"John, what should we do with this woman Mo Ye Yan is coming soon. It's better to kill her. She's useless anyway." The woman said, her eyes fil...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. 。o leave. He cherished the time they spent together, so he held a book and read beside him, asking Mo Yao about anything he didn't understand. 。Before, he always obeyed Mo Yao's commands and would only...