as if she couldn't hear a word. Her gaze remained fixed on the book until the bell rang for class.The ringtone sounded, and the surrounding sounds subsided.But in her mind, their voices kept swirling...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. 。iously injured and unconscious. The First Terrorist Organization is leaderless now. The next successor will be Tianyu. He’s almost twenty years old. He can take over if he wants to. You took over whe...