urned out Ye Feimo saw her as a substitute for Han Bi, he loved Han Bi.Not ink, not ink...That day, he asked her to call him Fei Mo in a tender voice... just like how Han Bi was calling him now, soft...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. 。leeding. The woman let out a cold snort and returned to her seat, not saying a word throughout the entire process.Chen Xue-ru stood up, unbuckling her seat belt. Wen Nuan reached out and took her hand...