His hand moved around, stroking back and forth as he was incredibly frustrated. As someone who was loved by all, Mo Xiaobai rarely used his right hand for this purpose; now, however, in a city novel setting...,They played in the game day and night, yet it was rare to see Moyaoyao come out for even a round; he was restrained and composed.,Moxiao Bai peeked surreptitiously—ah… The boss’s physique is truly enviable.。