The Substitute Ex-Wi

The scent from Mo Yao's body, familiar yet different from his own, suddenly made Mo Xiaobai’s heated blood explode in his veins as Ye Feimo's words echoed menacingly in his ears; he wished nothing more than to bang his head against the tofu.,His blood heated up more intensely than ever before; the sensation was a hundred times more intense than anything in previous encounters. Just thinking that his brother was outside and he had reacted due to him made Mo Xiaobai feel like slamming into the wall would be preferable.,Males, after all, have times when they use their versatile right hand. He’s not the first to do it, and he himself has done it before, but never had it felt so intense, as if it were merging with his very life.。