classification:metropolis |
author:An Zhaoyao |
state:in the series |
update:(2025-03-29 06:20:29) |
But now, he couldn’t dwell on it. His entire body relaxed as he lay comfortably under the hot water, letting it wash away something—something that needed to be taken away. With his eyes closed, he thought about his just-now depraved thoughts and wished to whip himself a hundred times.,He stayed in the bathroom for quite some time, drying his hair halfway through, brushing his teeth twice. Looking at his flushed face in the mirror, he had an illusion that he was ruined.,Moxiao Bai was curious about what Moyaoyao was doing, but when he approached, Moyaoyao had closed the chat page. Moxiao Bai thought to himself that the boss was a typical workaholic and considered chatting as a waste of time.。