“Damn it, I'm not that easily aroused,” Mo Xiaobai thought to himself as he sweated profusely, reflecting on his reaction. He eventually concluded that it was because he hadn't been with a woman in too long that such an extreme response had occurred.,The scent from Mo Yao's body, familiar yet different from his own, suddenly made Mo Xiaobai’s heated blood explode in his veins as Ye Feimo's words echoed menacingly in his ears; he wished nothing more than to bang his head against the tofu.,Males, after all, have times when they use their versatile right hand. He’s not the first to do it, and he himself has done it before, but never had it felt so intense, as if it were merging with his very life.。