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ught in headlights, my cheeks burning with warmth. 。How did he suddenly become so gentle She was used to Ye Ershao's roughness and coldness. His sudden gentleness made her very uncomfortable. 。Tears...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. 。p getting hurt in the end. 。However, things were not as they imagined. Long Chengtian seemed to have a mix of love and hate for her. 。Perhaps, Wushuang is right, hate can also be transformed into love...