| classification:metropolis |
| author:An Zhaoyao |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2025-03-29 06:20:29) |
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.,Moe Yao thought to himself that in this world, the more you expect something, the greater your disappointment will be.,Moyaoyao thought about it and typed, “Half an hour.”。