st to meet privately with him.This is what you call a clichéd hero saving the damsel in distress, isn't itShe recalled the scene just now, the heroine being harassed, and the male lead suddenly descen...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. 。 with Mo Yao during that time, it wasn't as carefree as now, so it wasn't as pure. 。He truly felt that the two of them were like lovers during this time, even though Mo Yao had lost his memory, Mo Xia...