ing."What does it mean to be humble and willing to ask questions Director Lin, with an air of mystery, said: "Ask your family member at home."Warmth became even more lost.Everyone burst into laughter....Mo Yao glared angrily at him, Mo Xiaobai saw that Mo Yao was angry, and he acted impulsively, pressing his head against her shoulder and acting coquettishly. "Rub, rub, rub..." Even a dead person would react to being rubbed by him like this.

Mo Yao really wanted to kick him down with one foot. Holding back the urge, she told him, "Get up, it's almost dawn. I have to go back to the hotel."

Mo Xiaobai was looking at him with big, pitiful eyes, like a large pet dog, tail wagging pitifully as if begging its owner for mercy. Mo Yao had a headache; the smell of alcohol clinging to him was making him nauseous. He just grabbed him and pulled him up.

"You're pretending to be drunk, aren't you" Mo Yao looked at him coldly, casually smoothing her clothes. Mo Xiaobai pouted with grievance, and Mo Yao said lightly, "Go to sleep, it's almost dawn. I'm going back first."

"Brother, you're so heartless." Mo Xiaobai accused him, looking at him. Mo Yao couldn't help but laugh and cry, "Alright, alright, I'm heartless. Go to sleep, I'm leaving now."

He had already said countless times to go back, but he finally got out of the door. Mo Xiaobai threw himself on the soft bed, hmm, pretending to be drunk with alcohol, he was pretending to be drunk, how good his alcohol tolerance was, how could he get drunk after drinking so little Besides, he went out with Mo Yao, if he fainted, what if Mo Yao accidentally drank too much alcohol Therefore, he absolutely couldn't get drunk. Watching Mo Yao drive away in his sports car, a smile curled up at the corner of Mo Xiaobai's lips.

Tonight's effect was much better than he imagined. If nothing unexpected happens, the success rate of chasing his brother has reached 80%. Mo Xiaobai proudly thought, "This is the first time I've put so much effort into chasing someone. It turns out that chasing someone is so simple. Hey, it's almost no challenge." However, for his brother, he really didn't need any challenges because Mo Yao loved him anyway.

Even if one suffers from amnesia and forgets him, the instinct to love someone doesn't change. One is unwilling to hurt or refuse, showing it so obviously that he can take advantage of the situation.

Mò Xiǎobái thought of today's song and dance, happily wanting to sing.

Brother, you can't escape. Just surrender to my embrace willingly.

Mo Yao returned to the hotel, it was almost 5 a.m. He didn't expect that Fermi was waiting for him. Her expression was very bad and strange. Mo Yao frowned and looked at Fermi. Fermi was about to shout, "Where did you go Why didn't you give me any news all day"

A day and a night without any news, no wonder Fermi was so nervous. The last time in Mo's house, Mo Chen reminded him that Fermi had a tracker on him, so Mo Yao had an extra thought, removed the tracker and went out with Mo Xiaobai, so Fermi couldn't find him for a day.

Mo Yao had quite a bit of Mo Xiaobai's alcohol on him, and having been to the bar, he naturally had some smell of smoke and alcohol on him. Feimali looked at him in surprise, "Where did you go"

“Just wander around, I’m tired and want to rest. Is there anything you need” Mo Yao asked coldly. Femali was furious. She had been worried about him here, afraid something might happen to him, so worried she couldn't sleep. He came back smelling of alcohol and drove her away. It was simply outrageous.

Mo Yuan unbuttoned one of his shirt buttons and gestured to Fernanda with his head, indicating she should leave. He made no mention of his whereabouts. Fernanda had wanted to talk to Mo Yuan about their dealings with the mafia, but seeing this, she couldn't say a word. The conversation ended in a mere hope...

Fernali stormed out, Mo Yuan slowly unbuttoned his shirt one by one, revealing his honey-colored chest. He wanted to just lie down and sleep like that, but he had a bit of a cleanliness fetish. The smell on him was too strong - sweat, alcohol, and smoke. Mo Yuan took off his clothes and went into the bathroom. After playing all day, he wasn't tired at all. He was also interested in taking a good bath. Anyway, dawn was coming soon.

He was a bit too wild tonight.

It's fine that he watches movies, but to actually dance tango in the middle of the dance floor Mo Yao sighed. In his mind, however, a picture of Mo Xiaobai slowly emerged. His deep affection when singing, the hazy ambiguity when calling him "brother"... how passionate was he when dancing The touch and intimacy hidden within his kisses, the domineering yet loving feelings...

He really likes himself, Mo Yao thought...

What she thought most about was Mo Xiaobai singing and dancing, radiating unparalleled charm. As she thought about it, Mo Yao's face suddenly changed, and a certain organ hidden under the water subtly shifted.

Mo Yuan was maddening. Just thinking about him sent a surge of desire through her, an uncontrollable, frenzied possessiveness.

Mo Xiaobai……

Brother... The look on his face when he called out "Brother" kept replaying in his mind. Mo Yao was startled to realize the burning sensation downstairs had turned into pain. Mo Yao closed his eyes, slowly clenching his pride, gritting his teeth helplessly while simultaneously focusing on his movements. His mind was filled with Mo Xiaobai, picturing his tall and handsome figure, the refreshing scent he carried, and his captivating body language...

At that moment, Gao Chao's mind went blank.

He's really masochistic. Someone asked him in bed if he wanted to, and he politely went back to the hotel. But here he is, thinking about masturbating. Yeah, that's what being masochistic is like.

But after all, he was his own brother. Thinking about this, Mo Yao was extremely conflicted.

It is also a very tragic thing for a fairy to be reincarnated and deeply in love with her own brother.

Mo Yao slept until noon, Fei Mali rarely didn't bother him. There were only a few hours left before the deadline given by Mo Chen to Fei Mali, and Fei Mali was more entangled than Mo Yao at this moment. She sent people to check on the background of the mafia, obviously this wasn't something she could afford to provoke. The godfather of the mafia wouldn't sell you a diamond, let alone her bricks which had become a pile of stones, unsalable.

This situation wasn't what she wanted to see, so Femary was conflicted.

She really wanted to listen to that person and give up Mo Yao, but she was always reluctant. Mo Yao didn't express any opinion on this matter, with an expression of "do whatever you want." Femerily thought bitterly, did he just wait for her to speak up and give him freedom

"Jin, could you tell me your thoughts" Fermari asked. "Do you want to stay or not"

"Princess, no matter what I want, you don't seem to have any other choice right now." Mo Yao spoke honestly. Fermary was clearly agitated, "No, who said I don't have a choice, if you…"

If you're willing, willing to be with me, I'm willing to give up this deal, even if it costs my reputation. It doesn't matter, she'll figure something out. I don't believe the Mafia can really cover everything up.

Will you stay with me

Do you like mefter all, this was the chief designer's card for Lisha and couldn't be used by anyone else. Anyone could tell that during the fashion show, Lisha was Avril, not Gu BaoBao before them.Gu Baobei saw the...