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following the woman's bets, whatever she wagered they would wager too, it became a spectacle. Soon a crowd gathered, all eyes bloodshot, betting with desperation.The woman stood among the group like a...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. 。id—boiling a frog in warm water. He wanted to get Mo Yao’s love more urgently, so his way of expressing his feelings might have been a bit forceful. But he was convinced in his heart that Mo Yao would...