"What are you doing" Mo Yao asked upon seeing the pillowcase quiver from under the blankets, finding it peculiar and asking out of curiosity. Mo Xiaobai's body stiffened as if his blood had frozen over with anxiety; he nearly hurt himself in his flustered state. The pain was excruciating, and Mo Yao found this even more strange. Mo Xiaobai felt suffocated by the intense torment.,Mo Xiaobai rushed into the bathroom and hastily pulled off his pants, turning on the shower. He stood under it, gripping himself and moving in rhythm. Steam filled the bathroom as he leaned against the wall with one hand while stimulating himself. Sweat mingled with water to run down the beautiful contours of his muscles, disappearing between them.,He felt as if tossed about in tumultuous waves, rising and falling ceaselessly until reaching climax, releasing it all into his hand. The heated essence slid down with water; Mo Xiaobai's body stiffened abruptly, biting down on his lower lip to suppress the urge to moan. It was so intense, leaving him blank-minded as fiery heat swirled in his eyes before stopping and releasing, finally closing them.。