peechless.Oh, Passerby A…Mò Xiǎobái leaned over to look at Mò Yuǎn. His blood was still very bad, and he looked like he would fall over with a gust of wind. He had no energy and hadn't even woken up....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. 。o...regretful.So, Eleven thinks she needs to come back and give Mo Yao a good lesson. She believes that the harder something is to get, the more valuable it becomes. Even though Mo Xiao Bai already u...