Lan's face turned even uglier. In front of Little Nian, the child was still clueless, and she was so angry that she didn't know how to vent. She grabbed a pillow and threw it at Tang Shuwen's face.Tan...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. 。 wouldn't you let me follow you If you don't believe in my abilities, at least consider it before refusing me. Don't refuse me so decisively. At least let me know that you hesitated, that you thought...