The Substitute Ex-Wi

The skin on Mo Xiaobai's arm, though exposed to wind and rain, was not rough like most men’s; it remained soft. What surprised Moyao was that the skin felt almost scorching hot, muscles tense to the extreme, covered in sweat.,Moxiao Bai peeked surreptitiously—ah… The boss’s physique is truly enviable.,Moyaoyao thought about it and typed, “Half an hour.”。