The implicit desire and heated breath were overwhelming.,Cold sweat slowly climbed up his spine; the red on his face vanished instantly, leaving a pale complexion hard to ignore.,Moe Yao pondered why he needed to know what Mo Baixue was up to inside. Why did it matter what he did Right now, his expression seemed normal with no signs of anything unusual; even his smile appeared clean and mischievous as always. He was just the same as before—had he really seen something wrong earlier Yes, that must have been a mistake.。