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ays kept light and plain. Ye Feimo had a lighter taste and mostly ate nourishing foods for his stomach. 。There were only one or two plates of hot and spicy cold dishes to satisfy the sisters' hunger,...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. 。ao gave him a lot of blood transfusions, but it couldn't save his life. The one who chopped him up was the wife of Heaven and Earth, the biggest in the world, and she was wielding a knife, cutting him...