Can't you handle something this small" 。"Mom…" Tang Shuwu called out, feeling utterly overwhelmed. His position in the family had dwindled further with each passing day, power now firmly resting wit...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. 。igh. "Because my prince charming is at Yale, so that's where I'm going."Tang Man'dong couldn't stand her fangirling, but she had to admit that when it came to studying and exams, Gao Chunmiao's result...