being genuine and when you're not.""Xiaojing..." Lin Ning said helplessly, "I'm not Fei Mo, and you're not Wen Nuan. Their tragedy has nothing to do with us, directly or indirectly. Why must you cling...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. 。e you, Jin. Are you staying or coming with me"Before Mo Yao could answer, Mo Xiaobai chimed in, “Of course my brother is staying home. Why would he go with you”Though filled with anger, Femali remaine...