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denly gunshots rang out, four people fell from the four directions above. Mo Wushuang was carrying an M99 sniper rifle and whistled with a smile.She was wearing a white shirt and black pants, with a s...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. 。ooks as good as Xiaobai"Xiaobai's appearance is so good that even men and women have to step aside. Can anyone compare"Wasn't he born from me" Mo Jue protested, "He came with me.""Wu Shuang raised an...