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d asked, "What conditions!" He didn't act like someone who was being held hostage at all, just like Bai Liu. Not like a bargaining chip. He was so calm, so domineering, as if this abandoned site was...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. 。ve, but its meaning was different. Mom Wen's tears fell even harder.Her poor daughter.Why would I fall for someone like this, why would I be tortured into this stateShe was so young, only eighteen yea...