His hand moved around, stroking back and forth as he was incredibly frustrated. As someone who was loved by all, Mo Xiaobai rarely used his right hand for this purpose; now, however, in a city novel setting...,They played in the game day and night, yet it was rare to see Moyaoyao come out for even a round; he was restrained and composed.,After just going through an intense romantic affair, Moxiao Bai felt listless and dragged himself over to the side. He felt rather frustrated—didn't the boss ask him a single question Was this unusual behavior Given his obvious state of affairs earlier, it was clear something was off; anyone could tell there must be some intrigue involved, yet the boss didn’t even inquire about it. This wasn’t like the usual boss.。