The skin on Mo Xiaobai's arm, though exposed to wind and rain, was not rough like most men’s; it remained soft. What surprised Moyao was that the skin felt almost scorching hot, muscles tense to the extreme, covered in sweat.,After just going through an intense romantic affair, Moxiao Bai felt listless and dragged himself over to the side. He felt rather frustrated—didn't the boss ask him a single question Was this unusual behavior Given his obvious state of affairs earlier, it was clear something was off; anyone could tell there must be some intrigue involved, yet the boss didn’t even inquire about it. This wasn’t like the usual boss.,Moxiao Bai peeked surreptitiously—ah… The boss’s physique is truly enviable.。