Mo Xiaobai rushed into the bathroom and hastily pulled off his pants, turning on the shower. He stood under it, gripping himself and moving in rhythm. Steam filled the bathroom as he leaned against the wall with one hand while stimulating himself. Sweat mingled with water to run down the beautiful contours of his muscles, disappearing between them.,Moe Yao thought to himself that in this world, the more you expect something, the greater your disappointment will be.,Moyaoyao thought about it and typed, “Half an hour.”。