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he Ye family compound every day to enjoy his time with them and didn't go back to Mingcheng Apartment. Warming was very pleased about this because after their argument, she really did not want to face...The Substitute Wife of the CEO Complete 862

Moyao glared at him angrily. Moyuxiao realized that Moyao was upset and decided to stick it out, leaning his head on Moyao's shoulder in a fit of petulance: I'm rubbing, rubbing... Even a dead person would react to such persistent rubbing.

Moyao really wanted to kick him down but, not wanting to argue with an intoxicated person, he said, "Get up. It's almost dawn and I need to go back to the hotel."

Moyuxiao pouted at him in a pitiful manner, looking like a large pet dog begging its owner while wagging its tail. Moyao felt a headache coming on as well as discomfort from the alcohol smell; he decided it would be better to just pull Moyuxiao up.

"Using alcohol as an excuse for your madness" Moyao coldly stared at him, tidying his clothes nonchalantly. Moyuxiao pouted in distress. Moyao said coolly, "Go to sleep already. It's almost dawn and I'm going back."

"Brother, you're so heartless," Moyuxiao accused him pitifully. Moyao was at a loss for words: "Alright, I'm heartless. Sleep well, I'm leaving now."

Not knowing how many times he had told him to leave already, they finally managed to get out of the room. Moyuxiao threw himself onto the soft bed and thought smugly that he was indeed pretending to be drunk; his alcohol tolerance was so high that it was impossible for him to pass out from just a little bit. Plus, if he passed out while being with Moyao, how would Moyao handle drinking on an empty stomach So he had to stay sober. Seeing Moyao driving off in his sports car, Moyuxiao smiled.

The results of tonight were much better than what he had imagined. If everything went according to plan, the success rate of winning back his brother would be at 80%. Proudly, Moyuxiao thought that this was the first time he was putting so much effort into pursuing someone and found it surprisingly easy. Oh well, there wasn't even any challenge left. But for him and his brother, challenges were unnecessary since Moyao loved him to begin with.

Even if he had amnesia and couldn’t remember him, the instinctive love towards a person wouldn’t change; the reluctance to hurt or reject someone would be so obvious that it allowed him to go even further in his pursuit.

Momo thought about today's songs and dances, feeling so happy that he wanted to sing.

Brother, you can't escape, come into my arms obediently.

Moyao returned to the hotel just before five o'clock in the morning. He didn't expect Fei Mary to be waiting for him with a very strange expression. Moyao frowned as he looked at Fei Mary, who was almost shouting, "Where were you Why no news all day"

Without any news for an entire day and night, it's no wonder Fei Mary is so anxious. The last time at the Mo family, Mochen reminded him that Fei Mary had put a tracker on him, so Moyao removed it before going out with Momo. That’s why Fei Mary couldn't find him all day.

Moyao was still carrying a lot of Momo's alcohol smell, and the place he went to naturally left some cigarette and alcohol scents on his body as well. Fei Mary looked at him in surprise, "Where did you go"

"I just walked around. I'm tired now, want to rest. Do you have something to talk about" Moyao asked coldly. Fei Mary was furious; she had been worrying alone for his safety and unable to sleep out of fear that he might be in danger, yet when he returned smelling heavily of alcohol, he just wanted her to leave him alone.

Moyao unbuttoned a button on his shirt and turned around to gesture Fei Mary to leave. He had no intention of telling anyone about where he went. Originally, Fei Mary intended to discuss their dealings with the mafia with Moyao, but seeing this situation, she could not even utter a word anymore; it seemed like an unattainable wish...

Fei Mary slammed the door as she left. Moyao slowly undid his shirt buttons one by one and gradually revealed his honey-colored chest. He would have liked to just go to bed right away, but he was somewhat particular about cleanliness; his body smelled too strong with sweat, alcohol, and cigarette smoke. So he took off his clothes and went into the bathroom for a bath. Although it had been an eventful day, he wasn't feeling tired and wanted to enjoy a nice soak since it would be dawn soon anyway.

He was rather crazy tonight.

To watch a movie was one thing, but he actually danced tango in the dance floor. Mo Yao sighed and gradually thought of Mo Xiaobai's face, how tender and deep his singing voice was, how ambiguous and alluring he looked when calling him "older brother"… How passionate he must have been while dancing; the affection and intimacy, dominance and deep love contained in his kisses.

He really does like me, Mo Yao thought...

The most frequent thoughts were of Mo Xiaobai's incomparable charm when singing and dancing. As Mo Yao was thinking about this, he suddenly turned pale; a certain organ hidden beneath the surface began to react.

Mosquitoes annoyed him so much. What was happening to him Just by thinking of Mo Xiaobai he developed lust, uncontrollable and wild possessiveness.

Mo Xiaobai...

"Big brother..." Enlarging in his mind the moment when Mo Xiaobai called out "big brother", Mo Yao was shocked to find that his lower body had already heated up painfully. Mo Yao closed his eyes and slowly grasped his pride, gritting his teeth without being able to help himself while indulging in his own fantasies. His mind was filled with nothing but Mo Xiaobai: his tall and slender figure, the refreshing scent of his skin, as well as captivating body language...

The moment reaching its peak, everything in his mind went blank.

He really was being self-torturing. When that person asked him in bed if he wanted it, Mo Yao replied politely by going back to the hotel room; now here he was beating off while thinking of him. Yes, this is what self-torture looks like.

But after all, that person was his younger brother. At this thought, Mo Yao was torn apart inside.

It is also very tragic for a fairy to be reincarnated and deeply love her own brother.

Mo Yao slept until noon, and Fei Mary難得 didn't disturb him. With only a few hours left before Mo Chen's deadline for Fei Mary, Fei Mary was far more conflicted than Mo Yao at this moment. She had sent people to investigate the background of the mafia, clearly realizing that she couldn't afford to provoke them; if the mafia godfather wanted her diamonds and wouldn't buy any other stones, all the precious stones in her hand would suddenly become worthless stones that were unsellable.

This situation was not what she hoped for, so Fei Mary was very conflicted.

She really wanted to listen to him and give up on Mo Yao, but she couldn't bear it. Mo Yao didn't comment on the matter at all, his expression showing that he would let her do whatever she wanted. Fei Mary bitterly thought, did he just wait for her to give in so that he could regain his freedom

"Jin, can you tell me your thoughts" Fei Mary asked. "Do you really want to stay or not"

"Princess, regardless of my wishes, it seems like you have no other choice at the moment," Mo Yao said frankly. Fei Mary was clearly agitated: "No, who says I don't have a choice If you...

If you're willing to stay with me and be together with me, I can give up this deal even if it means sacrificing my reputation; I will find another way out and won't believe the mafia truly has everything under their control.

But are you willing to stay with me

Do you like meful towards him. That day, if not for White Willow, he wouldn't have been able to rest properly and might well have collapsed.The wound and emotional blow hit him hard; no matter how strong he is, he...