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d, both wise and courageous. Princess Qinglan had an elegant and refined mind, incredibly intelligent. Coupled with their loyal friend, Young Master Tàxuě, and other companions, they discussed ways to...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. 。f course, I wouldn't continue studying it anymore. 。He didn't have masochism, and wasn't really into fashion design. Back then, he learned the basic knowledge, which was easy to get by with. Later on...