Clothes with Snow

18 years ago, she was a little rogue that had been pampered by him; 18 years later, he had reformed her into a little lamb. Boss Shen’s greatest pride was that he had successfully tamed a wild kitten into an obedient house cat.

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If You Could Hear My Heart

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Xu Chaomu, of course, trusted Xiao Mo and reluctantly put down her phone, then she prepared to board the plane.


The little one was still crying, but after a while, he got tired and fell asleep deeply in Xiao Mo's arms.


When he slept, he did not move at all, especially well-behaved, which was a stark contrast to how he was when crying. Xiao Mo couldn't help but look at him a few more times and smiled helplessly. He bent down and kissed him on the cheek.


He really liked the little guy, and his reluctance deepened several folds in the quiet night.


When the little guy closed his eyes, his long eyelashes cast a small fan-shaped shadow under his eyelids, quiet and cute.


He carried the little one to the bedroom and gently placed him in the crib, covering him with a blanket.


This was probably their last night together, and Xiao Mo felt enormous reluctance, staying by his side, unwilling to sleep.


Chapter 1101: The Wind Rises Gently, Leaves Fall Slowly