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ouldn't be able to make Wen Nuan famous Hell, even a sow could be made famous!” 。Most importantly, he couldn't stand Han Bi. He swore in his heart to lift up Wen Nuan and bring down Han Bi's arrogance...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. 。ables was clumsy.Besides preparing the hot pot, Wen warmed also made several signature dishes. One was crab roe curry fried vermicelli, another was red wine braised chicken wings, and another was beer...