, craving. Every inch of skin radiated a potent hunger, yet she told him...I got my period.This undoubtedly doused the raging fire with a bucket of ice water.She was so warm she didn't dare to move....He is stupid, yes, he is stupid. He is smarter than many people in the world, but since he was a child, he was the dumbest of the four of them, the slowest to react. So can they unite like this and bully him

This is his older brother, that's his older sister. They designed a trap like this, were they so eager to see him suffer, to see him collapse Mo Xiaobai still thinks about that night and feels a chill down to his bones. If the eldest wasn't standing firm at that time, even if he made the slightest movement, he would have been killed. That scene played out right before his eyes, and he had nightmares for countless nights, dreaming of the eldest covered in blood looking at him, waking up in a cold sweat.

This chilling betrayal was actually a scheme they concocted, they deceived him, the boss and his sister conspired to trick him. It was his sister who fired that shot, she did! All for... Little White's knuckles cracked with suppressed rage, his gritted teeth straining against his fury. His eyes, cold and sharp as blades, fixed on the boss, filled with a burning desire for vengeance that could have torn him limb from limb.

This was actually a ruse, for so many days he had carefully served him, entertained him, holding him gently afraid of dropping him, covering him when he was hot, only to find out in the end that it was all a deception. Mo Xiaobai was furious, he was heartbroken.

Treachery, this is a feeling of blood and gore, the thing they care about most, the thing they fear most. It's being betrayed by those closest to you, sold out. This is what he feels now.

He desperately wanted to unleash a torrent of insults. He had lost his reason, refusing to understand the whole situation. Thinking about his leader's affection for him, the purpose of his injury this time, his deliberate self-harm, and the wounds that kept reopening, all suddenly took on a different meaning under Xiaobai's biased gaze. He had already condemned his leader, even feeling that it was intentional.

Lianna's wounds were also intentional.

“Don’t you think this is beneath you” Mo Xiaobai blurted out, People tend to speak without restraint when they are angry, and he was especially unrestrained with those closest to him. All his anger erupted in one go, “Isn’t it shameless of you Did you even ask for my consent Do I want this from you Do I want you by my side What are you thinking Why be so cruel, to me and yourself as well What do you gain from this”

Once the conversation started, it seemed unstoppable. However, Xiaobai's self-control kicked in above his conscious thoughts. He suddenly realized that if he spoke so sharply, he and the boss would never see eye to eye for the rest of their lives.

He said, "What do you want I don't like you at all. I'm into men, and I hate that you're using these tactics to win me over. Nothing you do will ever make me like you. I like Ji Bing, and I want to marry Ji Bing. So please, stop doing this."

He can't say that, unless he wants to lose his leader, completely.

They all have a bottom line, once crossed, there's no going back. No matter how much the big boss loves them, if they say that one word today, their relationship will be severed completely. They will cease to be family, brothers, or even enemies. He will utterly lose the big boss.

He was furious, and within that anger he couldn't distinguish how much was his own, how much was directed at the boss, and how much was aimed at others. He had to vent somehow, but he couldn't hurl those sharp words at the boss. Too much rage burned inside him, taking root. Mo Xiaobai punched through the bedroom's tempered glass, a crisp sound shattering it into pieces. The shards spread across the floor, just like his anger, an all-consuming fire.

Mo Yao narrowed her eyes, watching Mo Xiaobai, waiting for him to continue. But Mo Xiaobai, in a miraculous turn of events, stopped talking. He didn't have the right to speak without restraint. Some things were too obscure, and he couldn't just blurt them out.

“I finally understand why you’ve always been indifferent to me all these years.” Mo Yao spoke softly, Mo Xiaobai looked at him in surprise. For so many years, the boss had never once expressed his feelings. This was the first time…

Mo Yao suddenly felt very nervous, really nervous, like the nervousness of committing murder for the first time, his heart beating fast.

Mo Yao slowly stood up. He was the same height as Mo Xiaobai, but his imposing presence was overwhelming, pressing down on every inch of Mo Xiaobai's aura, completely suppressing him in terms of momentum. It even made Mo Xiaobai feel like he was facing a god.

Mo Yao's face was impassive, even calm. He looked directly into Mo Xiaobai's eyes and said in a low voice, "I love you. Everyone knows it. From the moment I knew, I tried my best to hide it. Later, when I couldn't hide it anymore, I just went with the flow. You also know that I love you. You'll never know how important you are to me. I would use any means necessary to keep you by my side. I never understood why you couldn't fall in love with me. The day we talked heart to heart, I thought it was because of your inferiority complex, because you felt the distance was too far, and that I didn't need you, so you couldn't be moved. Turns out I was wrong…"

Mo Xiaobai's heart pounded in his chest. He didn't understand; he was supposed to be the one enraged, yet here he was, overwhelmed with shock. For the first time, he heard the big boss truly and sincerely say "I love you." He said "I love you".

Mo Yao's voice was as still as a dead pool, calm and straight. "I was so wrong. None of that matters. The reason I couldn't enter your heart is because you couldn't enter mine. You don't understand me. Brother, for all these years, we've gone through life and death together, chased and protected each other for thousands of miles, laughed and played together. But it turns out you don't understand me, Xiao Bai. This is the reason why you can't love me. I finally understand."

He curled his lip into a slight smile, a smile that almost turned Mo Xiaobai's face white. He suddenly felt a bit resentful, why was he always so calm Even when caught doing something like this, he could be so righteous and accuse him. Could it be that he was the wrong one

Is he wrong to be afraid Is he wrong to reject such methods Should he just watch as he falls before him, unaware that this is a conspiracy What kind of logic is this

Mo Xiaobai's scattered three souls and six spirits seemed to have returned. He gave a cold smile, "Boss, I never knew you were so good at talking. Does it all become my fault You and your sister join forces to bully me, deceive me, scheme against me, and this becomes my fault Have you considered my feelings You only care about yourselves, have you considered my feelings Don't you think this is excessive"

Mo Yao suddenly clenched her fist, disregarding her weak body, and fiercely punched Mo Xiaobai. She put all her strength into it. The scene seemed to slow down as her fist, whistling through the air, landed on Mo Xiaobai's chest. He couldn't dodge in time, falling against the wall and colliding with an antique vase nearby. The vase shattered upon impact. Mo Yao's second punch arrived, she swiveled her head, and the fist landed near his ear, almost punching a hole into the wall. Mo Xiaobai, terrified, noticed the murderous glint in Mo Yao's eyes, sinister and bloodthirsty. He was momentarily stunned...

Mo Yao is injured now, his speed is far inferior to before. He could have dodged it, but why did he avoid it Because he didn't expect Mo Yao to hit him. Mo Xiaobai had a thought, even if everyone in the world hit him, Mo Yao wouldn't hit him.

Mo Xiaobai remembered their time in Myanmar. Once, while running through the jungle, his mother, the most twisted drill sergeant, knew he was afraid of snakes, so she made Xu Nuo drive millions of snakes from the jungle to chase them. Mo Yao was also afraid of snakes, but not as good as him. At that time, he was so scared that his legs went weak. The snakes crawling all over the ground, almost half of them were venomous. A venomous snake in Myanmar's jungle could kill with one bite.

He ran desperately, running, fell and was pulled up by Mo Yao again to run. A grenade thrown behind him could explode a pile of flesh, which was really terrifying. He was only ten years old that year. He was trained like this by her, it was excruciating. Originally, the human limit was to run out of the forest in a day. He and Mo Yao spent fifteen hours running out of the jungle, without eating or drinking, without sleeping or resting. When they ran out of the jungle, they were exhausted and lay on the side of the road, not even wanting to move a finger.

Mo Yao was doing a bit better than him. They needed to get back before dark, so he carried him on the road. Mo Xiaobai's whole body was covered in bruises and scrapes, exhausted and dazed. He mumbled that it hurt so much, even now thinking about it made him feel ashamed. At the time, he cried pitifully.

Mo Yao said it didn't hurt, and it would be alright sooner or later. Mo Xiaobai cried and said that when they went back, Mommy would definitely beat him because he was scared and his legs were weak. It was Mo Yao who dragged him to run away. If it wasn't for Mo Yao, the snake would have eaten him.

Mo Yao said, he would help him apply medicine.

Little Mo Xiaobai said pitifully, "Mommy hit me, Daddy hit me, and even my sister hit me. I feel like my life is a tragedy." Little Moyao then said seriously, "I will never hit you."

He really did live up to his word, never going back on it.

But today, he took action.

Mo Yao's chest heaved violently, his forehead pressed against sweat, he didn't know where it hurt, fire erupted in his eyes. He suddenly grabbed Xiaobai's collar, saying word by word, "Don't I care about your wishes Don't I care about your feelings Mo Ye Yan, everyone knows that I love you, but I never said it, because I was afraid you would be disgusted, afraid you would discard me. Do you think my heart is cheap Still being on the roadside for you, is because you think he is cheap, so you wait until he becomes dog feces on the ground. I was afraid of your disgust, I was afraid of your rejection, so I never said...for so many years, think carefully, when have I forced you, when have I coerced you If I didn't care about you, you wouldn't be standing here today. If I didn't care about you, I should have confessed to you long ago. You don't accept it, okay I'll break your legs, keep you by my side, I'll break your wings, and I'll keep you from leaving the castle for life. I'll give you an anesthetic, I can do whatever I want with you." warm and jade-like, handsome and dignified like a god. His eyes, slightly indifferent yet smiling, made people's hearts skip a beat, as if wanting to be lost in his gaze."My name is Dudu, remember th...