The scent from Mo Yao's body, familiar yet different from his own, suddenly made Mo Xiaobai’s heated blood explode in his veins as Ye Feimo's words echoed menacingly in his ears; he wished nothing more than to bang his head against the tofu.,Moe Yao thought to himself that in this world, the more you expect something, the greater your disappointment will be.,Moreover, he hated wasting his time on meaningless activities.。