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hint of blood. He stared at Wen Nuan's eyes with an emotionless gaze, as if she were a stranger. There was no warmth, no tenderness, just a chilling indifference.A warmth ran down her spine, sending c...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. 。me. This Long Chengtian is quite an intriguing character.After about ten rings, Wushuang finally picked up the phone. Long Chengtian stopped roaring and started sarcastically saying, "Is your breathin...