| classification:metropolis |
| author:An Zhaoyao |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2025-03-29 06:20:29) |
More fragmented scenes flashed through his mind, causing Mo Xiaobai to curse himself for being foolish and letting his judgment be clouded; he didn't know how to explain imagining women in such a manner. In extreme frustration, a chill swept over him as Mo Yao pulled back the covers and lay down beside him. Mo Xiaobai was at a loss of what to do next, not daring to move or let go.,He bolted out of bed like he was escaping, nearly falling over in his haste. Moyao was taken aback; had he been mistaken Though just a fleeting glimpse and without direct eye contact, he saw Mo Xiaobai's flushed face, drenched with sweat, eyes moist with emotion. Was he hallucinating or did Mo Xiaobai have another episode,Moe Yao pondered why he needed to know what Mo Baixue was up to inside. Why did it matter what he did Right now, his expression seemed normal with no signs of anything unusual; even his smile appeared clean and mischievous as always. He was just the same as before—had he really seen something wrong earlier Yes, that must have been a mistake.。