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to strengthen the signal. When Wu Shuang greeted Ye Wei, Ye Wei was turning back to tell Mo Jue about the signal. Both husband and wife didn't look at the screen. Wu Shuang shook her head, “Mommy, Mom...Xiao Bai turned his head, avoiding Ji Bing's lips. Something flashed through his mind, making him instinctively dodge. Ji Bing felt awkward. Xiao Bai, skilled at dancing around issues, smiled and said, "Baby, if you keep doing this, I really can't leave."

Since you two just met, I have to go home and talk to Mommy about you. I'll try my best to get her to accept you. 。“

Ji Bing sighed and nodded. Mo Xiaobai almost couldn't wait to leave the room. As soon as he went out, he let out a breath of relief. Something weighed down on his heart, making him uncomfortable, and his head also ached>>> 。It was already late at night when Xiaobai returned. Ye Wei and the others were almost asleep. 。He went back to his room, took off his clothes and walked to the window. He saw a person sitting in the garden, a white shirt very conspicuous in the night. 。A faint reddish glow emanated from his right hand, smoke swirling around it. Mo Yao was smoking. 。Mo Xiaobai stopped undressing, and the discomfort in his heart grew even stronger. 。Why was the big boss sitting alone in the garden, smokingMo Yao was an exceptionally self-disciplined person. He was stricter than anyone else, not smoking, drinking, or chasing women. He didn't do things men usually did, but he excelled at things others wouldn't even touch. 。Mo Xiaobai saw Mo Yao smoking for the first time. Under that swirling smoke, there was a layer of faint sadness surrounding him. Xiaobai's heart skipped a beat, he put on his clothes and went downstairs to the garden. 。After sending Ji Bing back, Xiaobai sat in the garden, lighting one cigarette after another. He didn't really know how to smoke and he didn't like the taste, but sitting alone felt foolish and his heart was heavy. He had to do something to ease his loneliness and helplessness. 。When men fall, they smoke, drink, and always numb themselves. He's no exception; he just hasn't encountered anything that would make him degenerate yet. He loved Xiaobai for so many years without any return, and he never fell into despair, waiting all along. 。Now that he had it, to lose it again. Mo Yao truly felt in his heart that Heaven was too cruel. Why would it take away his only happiness and joy 。Humans are always insatiable, Mo Yuan is no exception. He loves Xiaobai, and when Xiaobai doesn't love him, he feels that as long as Xiaobai is by his side, it's enough, happiness is enough. Now that Xiaobai has given him so much hope, he develops the idea of possessing Xiaobai. He feels it's not enough, and it's not that his love has changed... 。but then he became greedy instead. 。"Boss, how did you draw so many" On the ground was a pile of rocks. Mo Yao raised his head and looked at Xiaobai. Under the moonlight, the firelight in his hand seemed to bloom in his eyes. 。Mo Yao was a little lost, something she had been desperately suppressing almost bursting out. But slowly, she regained her composure. 。"Restless " 。Mo Yao said, Xiao Bai sat beside him and took the cigarette from his hand, throwing it on the ground and stomping it out. Mo Yao didn't stop him. The rose garden was always filled with intoxicating fragrance. Xiao Bai thought to himself, what could be bothering him 。 "Work stuff" "Relationship stuff..." 。Mo Yao said, Xiaobai was extremely puzzled. If it were normal times, he would definitely be overjoyed to ask the big boss who he liked—that's huge news! He probably would have broadcast it everywhere. 。But tonight, Ke could only let out a surprised exclamation, without asking a single word. Although Mo Yao found it strange, he didn't mind. 。Xiaobai said, “I have a little problem too, I’m feeling anxious, Boss. Can you help me analyze it”“You're almost getting married, future groom, what's making you anxious” 。Mo Yao said lightly, already intending to return to her room. She wasn't going to listen to Mo Xiaobai talk about how he and Ji Bing were, how they were. She couldn't bear it. 。He couldn't bless them, he wasn't as noble as he thought, watching his loved one get married and still wishing them well would be against his conscience. 。If not for Xiaobai having a drug addiction, the situation would be special. He wouldn't allow him to be so capricious and say that he would get married if he wanted to. 。I don't know if marriage is the right choice. 。"Mo Xiaobai said" 。 Mo Yao was about to go back to his room when he heard this, and his mood inexplicably tightened. He looked deeply at Xiao Bai and asked, "What's wrong" Xiao Bai said, "Just now Ji Bing kissed me..." Mo Yao's face darkened. Xiao Bai continued, "I actually felt disgusted..." 。”

So he fled the hotel in the same way. Xiao Bai scratched his head in confusion, Mo Yao chuckled softly, a person's body has the deepest memory of another person's scent. Xiao Bai had already gotten used to being with him, used to kissing him, zuoai, his body remembered his body, and his heart remembered him, so naturally he would feel repulsed by the intimacy of others. Xiao Bai's words made Mo Yao's gloomy mood for days better >>> 。"Are you not thinking that I'm abnormal" "No, I hate normal" 。Mo Yao said, "This is normal." 。Mo Xiaobai thought for a moment, "I guess it's love. I want to take care of her" 。"

Mo Yao frowned, taking care This word was too general. He could take care of Ji Bing in many ways, there was no need to necessarily marry him. Xiao Bai confusedly took out his phone and played a recording for Mo Yao. It was his recording breaking up with Ji Bing. After listening, Mo Yao only felt ecstatic. He had never clearly heard Xiao Bai say he loved him. He knew Xiao Bai loved him deeply, no less than he did. 。However, he never said it. Mo Yao yearned in his heart for Xiaobai to say it with his own mouth, "Brother, I love you, very much, very much." 。Although love doesn't necessarily have to be spoken out loud, he still finds it cheesy and feels more comfortable expressing it verbally. 。He hadn't expected that he would hear Xiaobai say she loved him under such circumstances, so unexpectedly, so complete. He felt his whole life was now without regrets. 。He looked at Xiaobai, having to restrain himself from picking him up and kissing him passionately. 。If they did that, Xiaobai would definitely think he was a pervert. 。But he really wanted to kiss him. 。"I've analyzed this recording and done a technical comparison, it's not a synthesized recording. It's me and Ji Bing talking. But I don't remember when I ever said something like that. Boss, did something happen in Riyadh that I don't know about" Mo Yao couldn't answer, and Xiao Bai didn't feel any better himself. It wouldn't help to talk to anyone about this. 。"If you fall in love with someone else, would you still marry Ji Bing" Mo Yao asked. He was greedy, even if Xiaobai remembered a little bit, it was very important to him. 。Xiaobai was even more confused, "I haven't fallen in love with anyone..." 。" Mo Yao sighed, as expected. 。When we were in college, our classes were arranged by month. Our class 2 was all born between May and July, so I was very busy this period, one birthday followed another. 。I also have a lot of my own arrangements, so sometimes there are fewer updates, and I may even skip a day. I haven't mentioned making it up because I simply don't have the time. 。April 1st arrived. 。On Leslie Cheung's memorial day, I was originally going to offer flowers at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel in Hong Kong, but my schedule is packed. I have a company annual meeting in Beijing on April 10th. However, tomorrow I will still attend a commemorative concert and film screening in honor of Leslie Cheung. 。From noon to midnight, and maybe even karaoke with fans later. 。This is my favorite person. I feel like I love my future husband, but no one will be as passionate and loyal as this person. 。So, I will definitely attend his events and even sacrifice my work time, taking leave if necessary. 。My birthday is April 10th, and I always make an announcement every year. It's not a lie. However, this year's company annual meeting is on April 10th. I'll be in Beijing on the 10th. I want to ask my friends to celebrate my birthday with me early, on the 2nd. 。 The 3rd and 4th are Tomb-Sweeping Day holidays. I won't be visiting graves or traveling, but those who usually work will definitely come to my place to bother me. On the 10th, I'll be going to Beijing for a three-day meeting and returning on the 13th. From the 5th to the 7th, I'll be shopping for clothes and such. In other words... Brothers and sisters, I'm really busy 。Okay, enough chit-chat. You must think I'm going to ask for leave again, but don't misunderstand. Even though I'm so busy, writing two articles a day, 12,000 words each, I'm still reliable and will keep updating. 。If I run out of time, I will definitely post an announcement. 。I just want to say, can you sisters please stop urging me to update I have my own plans, if I could update more, I definitely would. The key is that I can't. I even delayed the publication of the gold medal manuscript for half a month. 。Some readers in the comment section even came up with conspiracy theories, which I find amusing. To emphasize, I have a fiery temper, it comes and goes quickly, but I wouldn't actually get angry at anyone. I just find it ridiculous. I'm a straightforward person, well, I believe I am fairly straightforward, and I certainly wouldn't concoct the kind of conspiracy theories that some commenters, like one classmate who was being sarcastic, suggested. 。Well, those who trust me, just believe me. Those who don't trust me, just think of it as me making excuses. As for hurtful words, speak less. Be a kind person. 。Tomorrow is April 1st. 。May your brother in heaven always be happy. 。 P.S.: I wonder if there are any fans of the drama "Glory" among my readers, and especially those in Shanghai. There will be a screening at U-Cinema in Xintiandi tomorrow! 。ing, but he knew Xiao Bai was proud. If he hit his sore spot, it would make him unhappy.He hesitated, unsure how to continue. He had never been good with words; the Mafia's diplomacy was almost always...