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two different things.Warmth no longer cared about how Han Bi or others viewed her; she just wanted to return to her husband's side with the trophy, sharing her joy. She practically couldn't wait to ge...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. 。ai Xiaoning reiterated, "Don't compare your looks to my idol, he beats you by several blocks."Lin Ning was a person who, like a knife, could cut with his words. If he were to deal with anyone else, he...