He bolted out of bed like he was escaping, nearly falling over in his haste. Moyao was taken aback; had he been mistaken Though just a fleeting glimpse and without direct eye contact, he saw Mo Xiaobai's flushed face, drenched with sweat, eyes moist with emotion. Was he hallucinating or did Mo Xiaobai have another episode,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.,Moreover, he hated wasting his time on meaningless activities.。
