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,The strength in his muscles slowly dissipated, making his entire body limp. He leaned against the wall, allowing the shower to pummel his body endlessly. His physique was beautiful, with healthy muscle definition that was elegant and deadly seductive. Mo Xiaobai sat by the wall, eyes closed as he relished the lingering aftereffects, wondering why he couldn't resist any longer.,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.。