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poken in a low and subdued voice, what else could she do Besides, why should she explain herself to him like this.Warmth didn't bother to say anything, simply holding the dish and going to the kitchen...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. 。nt."Say that again!""Will you marry me" she said once, then again, it made no difference, neither warmer nor more shy. "Before you came to save me, I was thinking, if I could escape this, I would marr...