"It's okay, it's okay," Mo Xiaobai consoled himself. "Reacting is not shameful; every man has moments where they react after being pent up for too long. This is a natural physiological phenomenon. Since my cousin described something similar to women, I should feel at ease and shouldn't be tense.",More fragmented scenes flashed through his mind, causing Mo Xiaobai to curse himself for being foolish and letting his judgment be clouded; he didn't know how to explain imagining women in such a manner. In extreme frustration, a chill swept over him as Mo Yao pulled back the covers and lay down beside him. Mo Xiaobai was at a loss of what to do next, not daring to move or let go.,It seemed that he just experienced what they meant by a little death. This sensation was thrilling yet terrifying. Thinking of everything leading to this moment made Mo Baixue’s spine chill.。