extreme ones. But he tragically discovered that he couldn't do that to Wen Nuan, not even a little bit of harm, and he wouldn't bear to.He didn't want to pour salt on the wound.He wanted to let warmt...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. 。obai has started kissing his neck, earlobe, and the unusual high temperature made Moyao's body feel a little soft. Mo Xiaobai knelt behind him, holding his chest with both hands, his kisses were not a...