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ife. Furthermore, Du Yuying's scheme against Warmth was merely the spark that set off events; it was they themselves who had caused their child’s death.Cheng Anya wasn't as sharp-tempered in her old a...The Substitute Ex-Wife of the CEO Finale 1048

Mos Xiaobai realized that something was wrong.

Mos Yao's descent was too rapid; it wasn't diving speed, but rather the pace after losing consciousness. Instinctively, Mos Xiaobai reached out to catch him, and their bodies continued to sink as if weighed down by hundreds of pounds of stones. At a depth of over 200 meters underwater, the pressure was immense, and with two men together weighing nearly three hundred pounds, the descent was terrifyingly fast. In that moment, Mos Xiaobai forgot everything else; he only knew that he must hold onto this person, that he couldn't lose him, and that his brother shouldn’t fall alone—he had to go down with him.

He could not see Mos Yao's face clearly, only sensing the weight of him.

Anxiously wanting to touch Mos Yao’s face and skin, yet knowing it was impossible. He hadn't anticipated an accident because he instructed Mos Yao to wait at 150 meters deep sea in a diving suit while observing sharks; there should have been no reason for the fall.

He had always been confident that even if anything happened, he could get Mos Yao back on deck.

If he was so confident, then he must make it happen.

The water's buoyancy slowed their descent. Mos Xiaobai desperately swam upwards with one thought in mind: He had to bring Mos Yao up; he had brought him down into the sea and would take him back up.

No matter how hard Mos Xiaobai tried, they continued to descend at a slow but relentless pace. The deeper they went, the more dangerous it became—his heart and eardrums already hurt from the pressure.

This was a sign of danger.

When Mo Xiaobai was almost at the point of despair, he finally remembered that this diving suit had a special buoyancy bag design because he often swam to great depths. To prevent emergencies, the buoyancy bag was several times more powerful than an ordinary one; considering their current weight, it would be just right to use.

It wasn't until their bodies slowly ascended that Mo Xiaobai truly let out a sigh of relief. At around 100 meters in depth, he turned off the buoyancy bag because strong buoyancy could cause great physical harm in shallow waters.

Mo Xiaobai used the safety rope to slowly bring Mo Yao up; soon enough, they surfaced.

"Brother, wake up! Brother..." Mo Xiaobai patted Mo Yao's face; his face was pale. He quickly swam back to their yacht with Mo Yao and got him on board shortly thereafter.

He stripped off Mo Yao's diving suit; his trembling fingers could hardly peel the scuba gear off him. Placing an oxygen mask over Mo Yao's nose, he pressed down on his chest repeatedly. A strong swimmer drowning in water was rare, but this wasn't a case of drowning. Mo Xiaobai was extremely anxious and almost had tears welling up.

"Brother, please wake up! Please..." Mo Xiaobai pressed hard against his chest, yet there was no response from Mo Yao.

Mo Xiaobai pressed down several times forcefully; he couldn't believe that Mo Yao lay still as a corpse. This stabbed at him like a knife and made him regret provoking Mo Yao to go into the water.

"Brother..." Tears dripped onto his hand, and Mo Xiaobai frantically pressed on his chest.

For quite some time, there was no response from Mo Yao. Mo Xiaobai trembled as he felt for a pulse at his neck; there was none. Terrified, he suddenly ran down to the cabin to grab an emergency first aid kit and took out a small defibrillator. He adjusted the voltage and started shocking Mo Yao rhythmically—yet there was no response from him. Clenching his teeth, Mo Xiaobai turned up the shock intensity.

"Brother, please wake up... Please..."

...

"Cough... " Mo Yao finally regained some consciousness. Mo Xiaobai hurriedly dropped the Taser, and Mo Yao grabbed the oxygen mask, breathing heavily to take in fresh air. Mo Xiaobai watched him from the side without moving an inch, afraid that even a slight movement of his eyes would cause Mo Yao to lose consciousness again.

His brother had finally come back to life.

Mo Yao felt slightly disoriented. He just got up from the deck when a dark figure pounced on him, pinning him down again. Mo Xiaobai cried loudly on his shoulder despite feeling that crying was unmanly for him. But at this moment, who cared about being manly He had almost been scared to death.

Mo Yao cursed softly under his breath. Damn it, it really hurts.

The loud sound of his head hitting the deck echoed in his ears, and he could sense that there was definitely a bump now. This time, everything came back into focus; just as he wanted to hit Mo Xiaobai for crying, he couldn't help but pat the boy's back when he realized he was sobbing.

This fool must have been scared out of his wits.

"It's okay now, it's okay..." Mo Yao gently consoled him. Suddenly, Mo Xiaobai raised his head and fiercely kissed his lips, deeply kissing as if he were a mad beast devouring its prey.

The strength of the kiss hurt Mo Yao, but he made no sound, allowing Mo Xiaobai to act recklessly. The overwhelming desire surged when he got what he had lost again; while Mo Xiaobai kissed his beloved, he quickly tore off his clothes.

Mo Yao was rather surprised and hurriedly stopped Mo Xiaobai from continuing. He was very willing to be intimate with Mo Xiaobai, but how could he have the strength after just narrowly escaping death Mo Xiaobai paid no heed, like a bull charging forward, swiftly stripping off his clothes.

As always, if he wants something, he goes for it; if he wants to do something, he does it.

He almost lost Mo Yue once, and thinking about that possibility made the grip Mo Baixue had on his neck tighten considerably as he bit down hard, the pain jolting the man into action. The atmosphere became even more dangerous...

"Wait... I'm too tired..." Mo Yue pushed at Mo Baixue; it was only after much hesitation that he could bring himself to say this sentence, and what could be more depressing than telling your lover you're too exhausted

But heaven's witness, he really had no energy left. He wasn't a god; he couldn't just get up and charge into battle immediately after receiving an electric shock.

Mos Baixue firmly pressed Mo Yue down with tearful eyes filled with uncontrollable madness; he needed reassurance that this person was still in his arms, still by his side. "Brother, I have the strength."

Mo Yue: "..."

The moment he tried to speak, a sharp pain hit him; the spoiled little beast barged in without warning, causing Mo Yue to involuntarily want to curse. Usually on their bed, Mo Baixue would mostly switch positions with him, but there was no such thing as an entirely passive being. Even though Mo Yue had been on top during their first time and Mo Baixue below, the second and third times were also like this; he thought it would always be this way, yet Mo Baixue turned around for his fifth time.

And since then, such instances became more frequent...

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