author:An Zhaoyao
state:serializing
brief introduction:
The strength in his muscles slowly dissipated, making his entire body limp. He leaned against the wall, allowing the shower to pummel his body endlessly. His physique was beautiful, with healthy muscle definition that was elegant and deadly seductive. Mo Xiaobai sat by the wall, eyes closed as he relished the lingering aftereffects, wondering why he couldn't resist any longer.,Moyaoyao thought about it and typed, “Half an hour.”,Moyaoyao’s hand trembled… What kind of answer is this Is Ye Feimo joking around。