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in Ning held back their laughter, while Ye Feimo snorted coldly.Cai Xiaoting told Wenwen about some regulations that artists must abide by.There was one rule that made Wen Nuan very unhappy. From the...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. 。d her lips. She relished the taste endlessly; every time he kissed her, it felt like he was transported back to his youthful days, a reckless boy who knew nothing. 。She was accustomed to his intimacy,...