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Ningyuan had already sealed off the news. What could he possibly findLeaves are not ink, Qi is not bound.Cheng Anya smiled faintly, a warm and sweet smile flashed in his mind. He was stunned for a mo...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. 。er, like a little fairy raised in the forest.“Mu Han gege…” Chu Chu raised her hand, smiling brightly, like a happy butterfly dancing in the air, rushing into Zhou Mu Han’s open embrace. The sweet fr...