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he milk on one of the rattan chairs and said softly, "Baobao, go to bed now; it's very late. If Linlin is alive, we will definitely find him. Please don't worry.""I miss him so much," Ku Baobao cried...858

Moxiao Bai's charm swept the entire venue, causing a tremendous stir. The shouts of over a hundred people were nearly loud enough to shake the crystal chandeliers off the ceiling. Even so, nobody rushed forward to hug or kiss Moxiao Bai. For these enthusiastic fans, this was an unusual phenomenon because they reserved such actions for Mo Yao. Everyone could see that Moxiao Bai had sung those two songs for Mo Yao specifically. Therefore, it was natural for them to want Mo Yao to be the one receiving hugs and kisses. They restrained their madness but stared at Mo Yao with intense longing, shouting for him to come over and kiss and hug their prince.

A true prince indeed, so tender, romantic, extraordinary, and sexy that all the best adjectives seemed insufficient to describe his captivating aura.

Enchanting.

The girls in the bar screamed wildly, waving their arms at Mo Yao, urging him to come up on stage. This level of enthusiasm slightly intimidated Mo Yao, who was usually quiet and reserved; such passion was truly overwhelming.

As if infected by this fervor, Moxiao Bai smiled at him calmly, radiating the aura of an infinitely charming prince waiting for his beloved as per his rewritten lyrics.

I swear, I love you, my beloved.

The brightness and depth in his eyes suggested that with just a little more proximity between them, they would be happy together forever without any worries.

Mo Yao was troubled; he was Moxiao Bai's older brother after all.

A few bold women walked over and pushed the bewildered Moyao onto the stage. At this moment, he didn't have any imperial aura; instead, he seemed like a pure fool being pushed up by a group of crazy girls.

The heated atmosphere left Moyao at a loss. He was used to bullets flying around him but not being under such bright lights, which made him very uncomfortable. However, now that he was already on stage, there was no going back or staying put.

Moxiaobai slowly got up and stood opposite him. Strictly speaking, Moxiaobai was two centimeters taller than Moyao; however, this slight height difference wasn't noticeable, making them appear almost the same height. Yet standing like this made Moyao feel as if he had to look up at Moxiaobai. Tonight's Moxiaobai was incredibly surprising—Moyao never expected that Moxiaobai would perform such an electrifying song on stage.

Expressing his feelings through love songs, so straightforward and candid, left him with nowhere to run, only to be trapped in a one-meter radius.

"Kiss, kiss..."

"Kiss..."

"Kiss..."

Both girls and boys below started shouting crazily. Generally speaking, those who came to the bar were mostly young people, so the atmosphere was very lively. Such a provocation naturally received everyone's response. The main reason was Moxiaobai's identity—everyone’s darling celebrity whose private life they wanted to pry into; this made them wild with desire and even more eager to witness their relationship.

Primarily, it was hard to imagine anyone else fitting beside either Moxiaobai or Moyao.

There was a profound sense of belonging between them, making people can't help but connect them.

Moyao's ears turned red; the sound of over a hundred people shouting to kiss was quite significant. People from nearby bars were about to come and see what was happening in this bar, luckily it was a membership system so there weren't as many worries.

The stage lights were too hot, or perhaps Mo Xiaobai's gaze was too intense; Moyao had sweat on his palms and back, and a blush slowly spread across his face.

Iswear's music started again, making the atmosphere even more heated.

Below them, men and women were crazily shouting to kiss in unison. Mo Xiaobai smiled at Moyao with a teasing smile on his lips, looking like a cunning fox, "Brother, did you hear my heart's voice"

Moyao was speechless; Mo Xiaobai seemed to think it wasn't thrilling enough and slowly said, "Ilove誘so母ch."

Moyao felt as though he was burning in flames, his blood boiling. When the audience below heard him declare like this, they screamed even more crazily. Mo Xiaobai smiled and said, "It looks like Brother is very shy; then I won't be difficult for you."

When Mo Xiaobai said this, Moyao heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that no matter how crazy Mo Xiaobai was, there must be limits. It was too unimaginable in such public circumstances. However, to his surprise, Mo Xiaobai stepped forward and suddenly hugged him, pinching the back of his head as he kissed his lips.

What he meant by not being difficult wasn't that he wouldn't make Moyao kiss first; it was that he would initiate the kiss himself.

Moyao’s mind went blank for a moment.

This feeling was too exhilarating. They had kissed before, in hotels and movie theaters, but none of those kisses were as stimulating as this one. Witnessing two men kissing so passionately in such a manner had caused the audience below to erupt into frenzied screams that left their voices hoarse.

It was too intense.

Moxiaobai’s nimble tongue entered his mouth, pressing down on his own and sweeping across every inch of skin, like a wild beast marking its territory. This kiss carried an unusual sense of possession, fierce and domineering, as if he wanted to leave all his scent and taste imprinted onto the other person's heart.

Amidst the screams below, waves of heat washed over them continuously.

Moyao felt dizzy. He wasn’t used to such an overt display of affection nor being kissed under so many prying eyes. He preferred a quiet world for just the two of them. If these were all enemies, Moyao would have remained calm and dealt with each one without leaving any survivors. But these were passionate young men and women looking on in pure excitement. How could he face such an atmosphere Thus, he kept retreating before Moxiaobai, who took every opportunity.

So it was said that shy people always lose to bold ones.

In his dizziness, Moyao wanted to push away Moxiaobai. But the waves from below came in succession and the scorching spotlight on stage made him sluggish. Moreover, he had a question: if he pushed Moxiaobai away now, would all the women and men down there pounce forward to strip him naked and present him directly to Moxiaobai as a gift, even with free shippingoman drink such a cocktail so cleanly.Seeing that Nuewan also had one of these cocktails when she came back, Chen Xueru smiled. If Nuewan could drink it like a beverage, then there shouldn't be any pr...