He touched Mo Xiaobai's bare arm. Given the weather, it was a common practice for Mo Xiaobai to sleep in the nude, yet with their leader present, he had to be cautious. He wore long pants but nothing on top, so when Moyao reached out, his smooth skin came into contact.,It seemed that he just experienced what they meant by a little death. This sensation was thrilling yet terrifying. Thinking of everything leading to this moment made Mo Baixue’s spine chill.,They played in the game day and night, yet it was rare to see Moyaoyao come out for even a round; he was restrained and composed.。