, but his words were well-organized and warm, making it hard to believe he was intoxicated.Warmly frowned, this just realized, from just now to the present, the two of them have been doing what, flirt...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. 。wants to punch himself in the face. What an idiot! How could he say that What kind of thoughts does he have His boss is a man, for heaven's sake! Why would he compare himself to a womanIt's really… ma...