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The sky was still dark, and the streets were nearly empty of people or vehicles. Two lone figures ran along the highway; Mo Baixue fell several times due to exhaustion during the run, but Mo Yao didn't help him up; he just jogged beside him until Mo Baixue caught his breath again before continuing. Mobile phone kx139. The most feared part of long-distance running is losing stamina midway, so they didn’t take any breaks. Despite falling a few times, it took Mo Baixue an hour to run ten kilometers. Since childhood, the brothers' training foundation was built on running ten kilometers within 25 minutes. Although Mo Baixue had fallen behind, he managed to maintain this speed after 25 minutes. If he were fully focused, he could achieve a time of 18-25 minutes for such distances. But now it took him an hour to run ten kilometers and as soon as they reached the designated spot by Mo Yao, he collapsed on the ground panting heavily, lying there pretending to be dead. People passing by the highway were curious about their brotherly race and some thought a murder had happened, stopping to ask if Mo Baixue needed help; he was at a loss for words when he explained that Mo Yao was his older brother and they were just racing.

The passerby finally left. Mo Yao silently thought: "Murder What an unimaginative idea. Looking at this scene, it could be a rape case."

Gradually, the sky was filled with morning light as sunlight pierced through the dim air, bringing clarity and brilliance to the day. Mo Baixue couldn't recall when he last collapsed due to exhaustion from training.

This happened such a long time ago.

The brothers had always maintained their training regimen; they just didn’t have time for long-distance running during regular days, but they did keep up with consistent exercises and physical tests to maintain their fitness levels and gun practice. They consistently met the standards set out for them.

This time, Mo Baixue was severely pushed beyond his limits. After giving Mo Baixue a mere 20-minute break, Mo Yao made him run back. During this return run, Mo Baixue took even longer than before to complete ten kilometers; he seemed to have been pulled out of water and was drenched from head to toe with droplets still clinging to his hair, his clothes stuck to his back as if they had dried there while running. Mobile phone kx139.

In contrast, Mo Yao ran the same distance without even pausing for breath. He could run alongside and listen to music; he didn’t need any break time at all. This was so unfair to Mo Baixue whose stamina couldn't be compared with that of his older brother’s.

Mo Yao would typically pant a bit when running ten kilometers at normal speed, but only Mo Baixue panted after an hour-long run unless he had just finished a session of intense physical exertion or was out of breath to begin with.

The saying goes that comparing people will make you depressed; they started their run at five in the morning and arrived at Su Man’s place by 7:30, leaving Mo Baixue gasping for air lying on the lawn. Ye Wei and Eleven were practicing their agility skills in the garden. "I’m such a disgrace," Ye Wei said, "It took me two and a half hours to run twenty kilometers; even a pig would have returned by now."

Moxiao Bai wiped his face and cried pitifully, calling out "Mommy."

His voice was dry and hoarse, with a hint of bloodiness that he could almost taste. If he spoke, he would vomit blood, as vomiting after running twenty kilometers was an embarrassment to him. He couldn't do such things.

Shiyi said, "Five hundred push-ups. Don’t stop and keep going; otherwise, you’ll feel worse later."

"I can’t even move a finger," Moxiao Bai whined. This was how he usually trained—constantly trying to charm his coach with flattery and childishness, though it rarely worked on the coaches he encountered. Nevertheless, despite what he said, he obediently started doing push-ups. By eight o'clock when he finished five hundred push-ups, he was starving and went to take a shower after resting for a while. At 8:40 am, he finally got his breakfast.

At this moment, Moxiao Bai felt incredibly happy; even one egg would have brought him joy because of how hungry he was.

Mojue looked down on Moxiao Bai and said, "Your performance today is worse than your first time jogging."

Moxiao Bai had been belittled many times already that day. Whenever Ye Wei did it, he just smiled sweetly, but when Mojue did it, he became furious. He slammed his hand on the table and said, "Back then I was five years old, now I’m twenty-three—can we even compare Time flies by; in eighteen years, how many dishes of stir-fried vegetables have gone bad, how many outdated movies have come and gone—are we really comparing"

Mojue was momentarily speechless, while Ye Wei laughed heartily.

They learned that the first time their boss and Moxiao Bai went to a corner together happened three days after training. Due to the heavy workload of his training, by the end of it, he would collapse. After eating something and taking a shower, he would directly climb into Mo Yao’s bed and sleep dead-to-the-world for two nights straight without moving an inch. On the third night, Mo Yao thought Moxiao Bai would fall asleep again, so he was working on his computer.

Suddenly, he felt a warm body stick to him, pressing against his back, with hands crossing over his chest and a head rubbing against him. Mo Yao’s heart leaped with joy; little white had returned. He smiled as he held his hand, saying, "You’re awake."

Moxiao Bai kissed his earlobe and neck without speaking, asking as he did so, "What have I been doing these few days"

Ye Wei and Shiyi had already lost interest in eavesdropping after a few days, although the conversation between their two sons was quite extraordinary. However, Moxiao Bai went to sleep early recently, leaving nothing interesting for them to listen to. Ye Wei occasionally listened when she wanted to go to bed and exclaimed, hurriedly calling Shiyi over.

Why did they find it strange It was because of the difference in Moxiao Bai’s voice; his tone at this moment was vastly different from that of lively Moxiao Bai. One voice was like bright sunshine, clear and light-hearted while the other was deep and hoarse with an air of temptation and sadness. They could instantly tell them apart.

The first reaction for Moxiao Bai when he woke up was a strong urge, so his voice at this time was very hoarse. Moreover, after going through such events, it was impossible to return to the previous light-hearted tone. Ye Wei and Shiyi thought that there must be an exciting scene tonight, so they felt that calling Mo Ye and Mo Jue would be meaningless; they just needed to listen.

"I trained for your body as well as to fight against drug addiction. Are you tired" Mo Yao's voice was gentle like water. Moxiao Bai nodded while wet kisses fell onto the open collar of Mo Yao’s shirt, reaching out to pull his clothes. At this moment, he was both clear-minded and confused; unless he had experienced it before, Mo Yao knew that Moxiao Bai was sick, so he remained obedient.

Hearing the sounds coming from inside the room, Ye Wei and Shiyi naturally knew what they were doing. Ye Wei’s mouth dropped in surprise as Moxiao Bai openly displayed his desire and passion with a magnetic sexy voice. Listening to that seductive sound made Ye Wei and Shiyi feel incredibly turned on. At this time, it was Mo Yao catering to Moxiao Bai, using both hands and mouth to bring him to climax, completely indulging in sensory pleasure.

Moxiao Bai was the least reserved at this moment, being confused yet genuine as he fully demonstrated his desire for Mo Yao, almost clinging onto him. Thinking about how they resolved their tension together with those ambiguous sounds made Ye Wei suddenly feel that she had extremely strong and evil tastes.

Shiyi's face turned red out of embarrassment.

Afterward, Moxiao Bai’s rationality gradually returned; he was always burning for Mo Yao when he just woke up, always wanting to be with him. Although Mo Yao usually helped resolve it in the end, Moxiao Bai often felt a little guilty as if he had been clinging onto the boss to do this each time. He thought he was quite wronged. Recalling some unpleasant scenes made his heart uncomfortable.

Mo Yao comforted him by patting his shoulder and hugging him from behind. Moxiao Bai’s emotions gradually calmed down, turning around to kiss him. Moxiao Bai said, "Boss, although there's still room for improvement, my technique has made significant progress. I didn't bite you."

Moyao slapped him on the back of his head, and Xiaobai clung to her even more closely, saying, "This is a compliment. Why are you hitting me"

"Where did you learn this technique" He didn't think that Xiaobai had done such things with other men before. Xiaobai said, "It's something I was born with. We're not on the same level."

Moyao was very happy that Xiaobai could have a moment of peace and forget about everything in the past for just a short while, allowing him to find satisfaction and tranquility within his soul. He was so relaxed talking to Moyao now.

"Brother, although your body is beautiful, I do admit that I get a little out of control sometimes. But really, every time I need to do this before I can talk to you normally, I don't understand why this always happens." YQ was dissatisfied. In the past, Xiaobai would have proudly shown off his prowess as a man by raising his thumb in triumph. However, now he felt a bit afraid of this loss of control.

"It's alright, once you get over your addiction, everything will be fine," Moyao said. "Just be patient; it'll get better after some time."

But what if it doesn't work

Moyao was honest and admitted, "Actually, I quite like it even if it doesn’t."

Xiaobai: ""

His brother had become more mischievous. Xiaobai looked at his own hands; the wounds on his wrists were less severe than before. Although he knew that some things had been forgotten, like how to quit drugs or what happened today and during the day, he didn't know anything about them. He always woke up like this in the middle of the night, then would be intimate with Moyao and talk to him. Sometimes it was several days before he woke up once; he knew that something wasn’t right but hadn't asked Moyao.

He usually judged how well his drug addiction had been treated based on the wounds on his wrists.ight. She still found it like a nightmare, unwilling to think about it. Sensing her thoughts, Dou Di comforted her, "Forget it. It's just an insignificant part of your life.""I will forget," Warm said...