more life, but also warmth. There's always food in the fridge, ready for him to heat and eat.No matter how busy and warm, he always prepares meals every day. His three meals are always irregular. He...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. 。so had quite a few medical books. What kind of medical books would a business tycoon like him readWarmth was in a pretty good mood, but when she saw Han Bi's CDs, records, magazines, and newspapers on...