After hanging up the phone, Bai Xiaoran sent Gao Ge several photos on WeChat within seconds. The photos were very clear, showing a man and another man with their shoulders touching, walking towards a guest room. Gao Ge took only one glance and was sure that the man in the photo was Mu Yunze.,The room was bare, with only the faintest hint of a breeze. It felt unsettlingly cold. Gao choked back a gasp and moved slowly towards the wall where a metal box sat. His fingers brushed its edge when suddenly, a forceful grip shot out from behind, clamping around his waist. He couldn't even scream before being lifted off his feet in an instant, tossed onto the bed with dizzying speed.,A man's five senses are profound, each meticulously crafted to perfection. His sword-like eyebrows are thinly drawn and just right, resembling an ink wash painting. His high nose bridge is steep like a mountain range. His thin lips are slightly parted, with a subtle upward curve, pale yet alluring—a pair particularly suited for kissing.。