ang grabbed the man's wrist and twisted the gun away. At that moment, tragedy struck. The man was about to shoot, and in Wu Shuang's confusion, wherever he twisted the gun, it pointed there. The bulle...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. 。 this before. Most of the time, she was the one who initiated the kiss, and he would not refuse, only gently indulging her whims. If it wasn't for her initiative, Wu-Shuang thought, Kaka wouldn't kiss...