His hand moved around, stroking back and forth as he was incredibly frustrated. As someone who was loved by all, Mo Xiaobai rarely used his right hand for this purpose; now, however, in a city novel setting...,He never realized how intriguing and worthy of repeated contemplation Xiao Yao's voice was until now. It felt like he was going insane.,When he came out, the boss was playing with his computer. He glanced at Mo Baixue, trying to see if there were any signs on his face indicating something amiss. He tried guessing what Mo Baixue had been doing in the bathroom for half an hour.。