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tter how thick the curtains are, they can't block out the sunlight; the room is bright and cheerful. In a spacious double bed, a woman sleeps peacefully. The snow-white silk quilt has slipped down to...A Proxy Wife for the CEO - Completed 755

His lips were soft and beautifully colored, perfect for kissing. The moment Bai Liu developed feelings for him, he wondered what it would be like to kiss those lips, feeling eager to try it out. Of course, as an ordinary person, daring to covet the boss was already unthinkable, let alone attempting a surprise attack. At close range, he clearly saw shock in Mo Yue's eyes, his round pupils reflecting the intense, soft yet seductive face.

The boss was extremely shocked by this turn of events; it seemed almost unimaginable to him. In his sweetest dreams, there were intimate moments between him and his little white one, with a strong desire for the latter, often daydreaming about it. But he never imagined that one day, someone would pin him down and forcefully kiss him. After being stunned, the boss instinctively retreated, but behind him was a soft bed offering no escape route. His second instinct was to kill this audacious intruder. However, when his hand raised up, he realized he couldn't bring himself to do it.

He was Bai Liu.

Bai Liu's lips were pressed against the boss's, not violently but intensely as if flames would blaze from his gaze. Yet he dared not act recklessly, merely pressing their lips together and waiting for a pushback.

Moyue didn't push him away; this inaction was tacit encouragement to Bai Liu, who wouldn't let such an opportunity slip by. He gently parted the kiss, the searing heat making Mo Yue feel as if he were on fire. Leaning his head down again, he fiercely kissed the man beneath him.

This wasn't a mere playful lip contact; it was a passionate kiss. With strength, he pried open Mo Yue's lips and his nimble tongue traced every inch of his mouth, caressing his palate with fervent pursuit and entanglement, like a thirsty traveler in the desert suddenly finding water, desperately and passionately taking possession.

Bai Liu's breath was fresh and minty; as he covered him completely, they were inseparable, their breathing mingling. Suddenly, Bai Liu grabbed his hand tightly, fingers intertwining with such force that it felt like bones could be broken.

"Mo Yue, Mo Yue..." He softly murmured his name, like the most passionate lover, each word filled with tenderness and warmth, wrapping Mo Yue in a warm embrace as if he were drowning in intoxicating air. It seemed that he was intoxicated, falling into a haze at the captivating scent of this man who to him was still boyish.

His breath mingled with his own, inseparable, making White Willow’s gaze seem blurred by mist; beneath the mist lay an intense flame. His lips left his and began murmuring elsewhere, his moist tongue kissed his earlobe and then delved into his ear canal, causing Mo Yue's body to tremble uncontrollably. He could not help but despise himself; a man's body indeed had no morals, such physical reactions were beyond control.

White Willow knew that was his sensitive spot and continued to kiss it unwillingly to leave. Suddenly, Mo Yue felt afraid of this suffocating sensation of being entangled by another person. White Willow’s kisses moved downward; neck, sexy throat, collarbone—suddenly, big hands pulled down his shirt. The soft and warm skin on the side of his neck was exquisite, fresh from a bath, he couldn’t help but bite down.

The slight pain pushed one's desire to its peak; White Willow’s actions suddenly turned wild, almost brutally stripping off his top. Mo Yue saw Xiao Bai’s face flash before him, extinguishing all the heat in an instant. He forcefully grabbed White Willow’s shoulders and lifted the head on his chest up. That firm strength made White Willow raise his head, looking down at him.

Mo Yue was rejecting him.

The tacit consent earlier and the rejection now were clear without a single word; White Willow wasn’t someone who forced others to do things they didn't want to. Such matters were beautiful and instinctive, but if the other party refused, he wouldn't force it, no matter how much he desired it at that moment.

Mo Yue felt a bit out of control tonight, both himself and White Willow seemed so. White Willow's loss of control was due to that phone call; his own came from the same source. That unseen person between them had made them lose themselves this night. Mo Yue suddenly had a retaliatory thought just now, he would start dating White Willow since Xiao Bai didn't care about him anyway. The idea passed in an instant as White Willow reclaimed his breath with a passionate kiss.

He did not dislike Bai Liu's kiss; a kiss between men was the same as one between a man and a woman. Such kisses were beautiful, and he didn't find them unpleasant. He also didn't dislike Bai Liu himself, in fact, he had some affection for him. Being with him seemed fine too.

However, this wasn't fair to Bai Liu, nor was it fair to himself.

His so-called desire for revenge sounded laughable; who exactly did he want to take revenge on—himself or Xiao Bai If it was Xiao Bai, then that would be presumptuous. If it was himself, that would be tragic.

To seek revenge… didn't this mean that all these years he had been regretting something

He had never regretted anything.

"You clearly want this too, so why did you refuse Your body isn't rejecting me," Bai Liu's usually clear voice was now hoarse. His hand moved downwards and through the fabric to grip Mo Yao’s half-raised desire.

Moyao wasn’t embarrassed or evading him; he said, "I don't dislike you; I even like you. Do you really think I wouldn't have any reaction"

"Then why not continue"

"Indeed, why not continue I don't want to," Mo Yue said calmly.

"I really do," Bai Liu said. Mo Yue nodded, "I know."

He was right there on his body; the obvious sensation on his thigh was something all men knew about. Mo Yue sighed lightly and patted Bai Liu's shoulder with his palm. "I like you, but my liking isn't at a stage where it can develop into such a relationship yet."

Bai Liu smiled and nodded. He rolled off of Mo Yue and lay beside him. As soon as Mo Yue turned to look at him, Bai Liu flipped back over and pressed down on top of him. Mo Yue hurriedly pushed him away. Despite the fiery gaze in Bai Liu's eyes, Mo Yue was at a loss for what to do with his frustrated counterpart. Bai Liu said, "I'm going to force myself."

Mo Yue joked, "Do you think you have a chance"

The reason he didn't move was because he didn't want to hurt him; it did not mean that Bai Liu could easily overpower and do as he pleased. In this world, if there were things Mo Yue did not wish for, there were plenty of ways to refuse them, and no one could force him otherwise.asn't previously mentioned in the text; hence, it was left untranslated as there's no context provided for who this person is or what the intended question might be."I don't have one...""I'm so worrie...