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t genuine self, and even happier that he could witness this moment. What made him happiest of all was that she finally let down her guard towards him; otherwise, he wouldn't have seen the real Xue Ru....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. 。 but asked back, her smile gave Wushuang a feeling of warmth, it was really strange, she clearly stated it, yet she didn't feel embarrassed, or resentful, unwilling, that bittersweet feeling remained...