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Mo Danyan carried Xia Yuyan and put her on his lap for Xia Yuyan to sit comfortably. His arm was around Xia Yuyan's waist, and his chin was pressed against her head, while Xia Yuyan's hands were tightly clutching the lapels of his shirt, half of her face was buried in his chest.

The two of them did not speak, as if they were enjoying this moment of peace