ake him feel dirty, except for that one person.Warmth is also an exception.Perhaps because she wasn't dirty, he kissed her a second time, but this woman was too full of exceptions.It is merely a subst...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. 。s have remained the same all these years.Two people entered the secret room, the stone door closed behind them, and this was the secret room...The light was very bright, the floor was glass, the walls...