a walk-in closet. Inside the closet was a wooden staircase, Ye Fei Mo climbed the stairs, lifted the floorboard, and on top of it was connected to Ye Fei Mo's home. Floors 45 and 44 were connected in...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. 。restimating her, no, it was underestimating the First Terrorist Organization. The First Terrorist Organization had all sorts of military weapons, including many sniper rifles that hadn't even been cir...