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quickly regained its position as the world's top boss and solidified it. Without the Black Hand Mafia as a rival, they cooperated closely, and both sides developed very smoothly. 。Nowadays, the inter...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. 。 give him one. Xiaobai couldn't even fire it. He put away his equipment bag and scooped Xiaobai up in a princess carry. Originally, he wanted to carry him on his back, but carrying him that way worrie...