iaobai seemed not to hear him. He shut his ears and senses, resisting everything outside. Mo Yao held his face, slowly stroking it. Xiaobai's stiffness gradually subsided, and the blank and empty look...The man's vital points were seized, his breath stopping abruptly. He was astonished and shocked. Mo Xiaobai knelt behind him, her body burning hot as she embraced him. Her scorching breath swirled around his ear incessantly. Her moist tongue slid into his ear canal, her teeth gently biting his earlobe. Mo Xiaobai couldn't see his face, but she could feel his heart racing, the heat rising relentlessly. His body, which should have been rigid, seemed to lose its strength, softening and leaning against her in his arms. Mo Xiaobai was extremely excited. It didn't matter if he didn't recognize her; as long as there was tofu to eat.

Mo Xiaobai was definitely an action-oriented executor. After biting him on the neck, he still wanted to kiss him, but this mask was a bit of an eyesore. Because this mask really hindered intimacy, it covered the person's face entirely, not revealing anything. If he wanted to kiss him, he had to take off the mask. Mo Xiaobai rubbed his neck while igniting his passion with one hand, and the other hand moved from his neck onto his face, about to remove the mask when suddenly his wrist was grabbed by the man, captured, and the other hand was also held, pulled away, and the whole person was twisted by him. Mo Xiaobai leaped onto the bed to avoid being broken in half, the man threw him aside. Mo Xiaobai rolled a circle on the bed and then rolled to the headboard.

Mo Xiaobai was lying on the bed when he thought, "Damn it, I shouldn't have kissed him. If I hadn't kissed him, I guess I would have been beaten to a pulp. It would have been better to wait until I was carried away by passion and then make my move. What a mistake! The plot shouldn't have unfolded like this."

Another person wasn't doing much better either. He was breathing rapidly, trapped in a kind of frenzied despair, unable to utter a word. Mo Xiaobai glanced at someone's *kua*下, hmm, he had been comforted. At the very least, after all his effort to stir up the other person's passion, there was still a reaction. It didn't matter if they forgot him, as long as their body remembered him.

He didn't get what he wanted entirely, so he settled for less. Mo Xiaobai thought he was quite optimistic and easygoing. Knowing that he had qgyu, Mo Xiaobai became even more alluring. She ran her fingertip along her red lips, slowly drawing circles with it. Jin felt that this man was truly a reincarnation of a fox spirit. He was a real man, no matter which side you looked at him from, he was a big man. At most, he was just prettier, more noble, and sexier. How could he be so captivating His expression was even more alluring and sexy than a woman's...

Killer sexy.

Both were slightly out of breath, one thinking about seducing the other, and the other wanting to resist but being involuntarily drawn in. The atmosphere in the room became increasingly ambiguous. Mo Xiaobai didn't mind showing this side of himself as he seduced his brother. He wished he could use all his skills on this man, every single one. He felt it wasn't enough, it could never be enough. He wanted more. Mo Xiaobai, making a bold move, flung open his shirt and caressed his own body in front of Jin Mian. He imagined himself with Mo Yao still in Riyadh, those nights filled with fiery passion. His hands seemed to belong to Mo Yao, driving him into a state of confusion and obsession, unable to extricate himself.

Jin felt like it was enough, he didn't know why he had endured this for so long. He clearly hated this thing, clearly resisted him, but his body was drawn to him, why he himself didn't know.

Just like now, shirtless and in front of him, he comforted himself so much, feeling the hot blood in his body keep churning, so intense, so eager to release. His expression was very sexy, his wheat-colored chest glistening with sweat, gathering little by little, dripping below his belt. He tilted his head back, closed his eyes and enjoyed it, his hands constantly stroking the sensitive parts he knew well.

Both of them seemed to be on fire. Jin impulsively reached out, wanting to embrace this perfect body in front of him. By the time he realized what he was doing, Mo Xiaobai had already grabbed his hand and swiftly darted into his arms. She tore at his shirt with a wave of her hand, and froze the moment it ripped open.

His body wasn't the body he was familiar with. His chest was covered in scars from weapon wounds, large and noticeable. Mo Xiaobai was someone who was ambiguous and didn't think that the many scars on his brother's perfect chest were a beautiful sight.

His eyes, like a lover's seeing beauty in everything, didn't shift away. Even with such ethereal beauty, he noticed something familiar - a scar that was unmistakable to Mo Xiaobai. It was the same one on Mo Yao's body. This practically confirmed it was indeed Mo Yao's body.

Then where did so many scars come from Mo Xiaobai ignored Mo Yao's protests and reached out to his back, touching a wider scar. It wasn't healed for very long, and it felt very fresh to the touch.

Mo Xiaobai also felt sorry for him in yuhuo because he had suffered so much pain. He kissed the scars on his chest and asked softly, "Brother, how did you get these scars Were they caused by an explosion"

Jin was very surprised, "How did you know"

Mo Xiaobai said, "Of course I know what I don't know, and I know everything."

Mo Xiaobai kissed each of his scars more deeply. Though they were ugly, they were the marks on the person he liked most. He accepted them all and found them beautiful. At least these scars covered a heart that beat with passion.

Because of these scars' protection, his heart was still able to breathe, so he survived.

Mo Xiaobai was grateful for these scars that kept him alive.

Mo Xiaobai felt that his current defense was all on his face. He was too lazy to dwell on whether he was close enough to the lips, so he lowered his head and directly took a bite of his little red bean, giving a more direct stimulation.

"Mo Xiaobai…" Jin shouted his name, wanting to push him away. He didn't have that much strength, and he wasn't sure if he was enjoying it or resisting. However, he felt that any resistance he had was so weak he almost wanted to spit on himself.

This man is too bewitching, he can enchant people's minds.

When he wants to take someone, your soul cannot escape.

Only accept.

Seduction and being beguiled are not bound by gender, just as the attraction of souls knows no gender. Beauty is so captivating.

The body slowly heated up, Mo Xiaobai pulled off the belt from his waist, unzipped his zipper, and suddenly heard the doorbell ring. Both of them were startled. Jin Rumei was like waking up from a dream, hurriedly raised her leg to kick Mo Xiaobai. How could Mo Xiaobai let him succeed He had already pressed down on his legs.

Mo Yao's skills surpassed Mo Xiaobai's. The two of them fought on the bed, their movements as brutal and intimate as a wild animal fight, tearing at each other with savage intensity. Both had lost their shirts, and their lower bodies were in disarray. As the fight intensified, the space around them shrunk even further.

Mo Xiaobai was subdued by Mo Yao in a short while. Suddenly, a woman's voice sounded outside the door, "Jin, are you asleep Jin, open the door..."

Mo Xiaobai stopped struggling, Mo Yao also stopped. This was the voice of Princess Fei Mary. Even though Mo Xiaobai had a bit of dissatisfaction with yuhuofenshen, he pointed at Mo Yao as if Mo Yao had been stealing incense hundreds of times, “What did she find you for in the middle of the night”

Mo Yao's voice was cold. "How would I know"

The doorbell kept ringing, the sound echoing insistently. Mo Xiaobai poked his finger at his chest, "Do you have some impure relationship with me and this princess behind my back Tell me, did you sleep together Have you betrayed me"

He questioned with righteous indignation, completely forgetting about him and Ji Bing's matter. Mo Yao said, "No!"

He had a change of heart and thought it was wrong. Why should he be so honest Who was this person to him Mo Xiaobai continued to poke, seemingly on purpose, always hitting someone's most sensitive spot, making Mo Yao always dodge. With such noise and the doorbell ringing, it would be a saint who could continue. Mo Xiaobai also enjoyed this posture, well, Mo Yao was pressing on him, he thought happily, actually boss, you don't have to press me, I won't resist anyway.

"Does she like you Why can a bodyguard like you afford to stay in such a nice room"

"I don't know."

"You don't know anything, then what do you know"

I don't know anything.

……

They repeated each other like a tongue twister, in such an impure posture. The doorbell fell silent. Mo Xiaobai suddenly said, “You better take off your mask and let me kiss you, or I’ll shout and tell your princess that you’re making love with a man on the bed and have no time for her.”

"You dare!" he roared.

Mo Xiaobai giggled, “What’s there for me to be afraid of Fermi and I… sniffle…” Before Mo Xiaobai could finish her sentence, she was covered by a hand. Mo Yao didn't expect Mo Xiaobai to actually shout so shamelessly, though it was a little late. Mo Yao really wanted to beat the man under her. Mo Xiaobai's eyes were filled with flirtatious smiles. Mo Yao covered her lips, but Mo Xiaobai stuck out her tongue and licked Mo Yao’s palm. Mo Yao immediately retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted.

Mo Xiaobai gave a charming smile, his body flexible as he rose, clinging to him, his smile teasing. "Take it off or not, the consequences will be yours."

Mo Xiaobai didn't care at all about being discovered here by Mo Yao, nor did he care how others viewed his actions today. He thought it was perfectly normal, but he felt that Mo Yao definitely didn't want the eldest princess to find out, for whatever reason.

Mo Yao punched himself in the abdomen, not hard, but with a bit more force. Mo Xiaobai was still smiling. Mo Yao thought to himself that this person was truly shameless. He didn't want to take off his mask and suddenly heard the sound of the door turning. Mo Yao frowned and couldn't help but turn his head. Mo Xiaobai, with lightning speed, swung down at his mask. went back and told Wen Nu that in the end, Mo Yao would be able to avoid Xiaobai for a while. He kept thinking about it, but what he said "avoid" wasn't this kind of separation from life and death....