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something on her face, or reminiscing about something. His hand gently caressed her cheek.A shiver of inexplicable warmth, definitely fear.Atmosphere, ambiguous.He carried a faint scent of magnolia,...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. 。 right Did you bring your medicine" She helped him sit down on a nearby bench and rummaged through his pockets. Finally, she found a bottle of medicine, but it was empty.With a warm exclamation, seein...