pursed her lips and smiled triumphantly, looking at Han Bi with a hint of disdain in her eyes, as if she had told a joke. Han Bi felt very uncomfortable being looked at by her. She promised, "Han Bi,...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. 。. 。Even in such an unstable and dangerous environment, Mo Yao's sniper rifle, when aimed, fired one step faster than the opponent who was also aiming at the same time. Then he ducked his head to avoid...