Males are creatures of sensation, and their bodies have no shame; they become hard when stimulated. This thought process caused Mo Xiaobai great distress as he attempted to imagine Ji Bing's body instead of another male figure, but the resulting images were fragmented and severely tormented his heart and soul. Unable to control himself any longer, Mo Xiaobai’s hand involuntarily moved downward to grasp his heated arousal.,He touched Mo Xiaobai's bare arm. Given the weather, it was a common practice for Mo Xiaobai to sleep in the nude, yet with their leader present, he had to be cautious. He wore long pants but nothing on top, so when Moyao reached out, his smooth skin came into contact.,He felt as if he was at the edge of a cliff, about to jump without hesitation. This sense of near-death had never been so intense before.。