ould Wu Shuang not be happyShe cherishes every day, even every minute and second, she is with Kaka. She knows deep down that all of this is hard-won, so she treasures it very much. And now that Kaka...Mo Yao regretted going to Tiaodou Mo Xiaobai at this time. The final result was that he slept until after nine o'clock the next night, with no consciousness in between. He had a high fever, and his body felt like it had been disassembled and reassembled—numb, soft, and painful all at once. He woke up in a daze and realized he had a fever. Mo Yao pursed his lips and turned his head to see Mo Xiaobai wearing a bathrobe like a large, loyal dog guarding him. His wet eyes and annoyed expression were nowhere near the frenzy of yesterday.

Mo Yao let out a breath, Xiaobai kissed Mo Yao's eyelid and softly said, "Brother, are you still uncomfortable anywhere"

I don't feel comfortable anywhere.

Mo Xiaobai let out whimpers, rubbing his head against Mo Yao's side, "I'm guilty."

Mo Yao remained incredibly calm, "For the next year, I forbid you from going upstairs."

"......Sobbing, is six months okay"

Mo Yao ignored his tantrum. When it came to the attacker and receiver issue, Mo Xiaobai was very insistent. Last time he went crazy and made Mo Yao miserable for two days, he sacrificed six months of benefits. Although Mo Yao was skilled, he was comfortable as the receiver, but a man carrying his weapon everywhere How could he go six months without using it How suffocating! Mo Xiaobai knew he had gone too far this time. When he woke up in the morning, Mo Yao was already delirious from a high fever. He hurriedly carried him to the bathroom to clean him up and sent the special agent to the hospital to get fever-reducing medicine and saline water, injecting them into Mo Yao one after another.

This was a bit better now, as Mo Yao had finally woken up. Though he looked frail and weak, which made Mo Xiaobai want to bow down in shame, he still felt that a year was too long. So he couldn't help but bargain with Mo Yao.

Mo Xiaobai saw Mo Yao ignore him, very wronged, and added two more months, "Eight months, okay"

……

"What about those ten months"

"Brother, it's been ten months, not a whole year yet." Otherwise next time, you'll be banned for two years.

"Get out! You're so annoying." Mo Yao pushed away Mo Xiaobai's skull in exasperation. Mo Xiaobai obediently went downstairs and brought up the cooked bird's nest, feeding it to Mo Yao mouthful by mouthful. After finishing the bird's nest, he brought over a Western meal and also wanted to feed Mo Yao. Mo Yao looked at his hands and feet, which were intact. Was it necessary

With a fever, Mo Yao's mind was somewhat hazy and he didn't bother with Mo Xiaobai, letting him feed him. Mo Xiaobai was attentive to his needs and took good care of him. After eating, Mo Yao fell asleep again. Mo Xiaobai, on his own initiative, picked up the computer and chatted with Wushuang about the details of this deal.

His mind was restless, unable to settle. This was an accident, a stimulus that had triggered him. Perhaps it wouldn't happen again this year, but once it did, he would always hurt Mo Yao. Mo Xiaobai couldn't help but cast his gaze upon Mo Yao's sleeping face. His complexion was incredibly clear, pale and lifeless, all because of him. He had sworn last time that such a situation would never occur again, yet he couldn't control himself.

Mo Xiaobai hesitated for a moment, went to the balcony and called Bai Ye, asking softly, "Uncle Bai Ye, when will this poison be completely cured"

Bai Ye yawned, suppressing the urge to swear. It was the middle of the night, and jet lag was really taking its toll. He had only just fallen asleep an hour ago, yet Su Man's shallow sleep meant she woke up instantly at the ring of the phone. Bai Ye glanced at Su Man and reminded himself to turn his phone off next time he went to sleep.

His phone was always on, 24 hours a day, it had become a habit. After all, he was a doctor. If something happened to a relative or friend and he couldn't be reached, it would be terrible. So he never turned his phone off even when he slept. Su Man disliked phones; she had never owned one. For emergencies, she relied on satellite communication.

"Aren't you good enough"

"I mean, I won't be triggered again." Mo Xiaobai's voice was low.

"You've nearly killed Mo Yuan again, haven't you" Bai Ye asked tentatively.

Mo Xiaobai, “…”

That’s considered the default then.

Bai Ye patted his nose. What could he possibly do The fact that Mo Xiaobai was alive and kicking was already a miracle. This poison was lifelong, there's no way to completely remove it so easily.

No hope.

He rubbed his temples, "Men all like xg love with violence and blood, maybe Mo Yao likes it very much. Come on, go to sleep, he won't die."

"Uncle Bai Ye..."

"I'm not actually going to die, don't worry. If I hang up, don't call unless it's important." Bai Ye also yawned and hung up the phone.

Su Man's voice was ghostly, "Do men all like xg love with violence and bloodshed"

At that moment, Bai Ye suddenly shivered. Su Man raised an eyebrow, a playful expression flickering across her normally emotionless face. "Let's try it sometime," she said.

"I'm going to get on you!" Bai Ye said decisively.

"Dream your grand springtime dreams, you like them, but I don't," Su Man said coldly.

Bai Ye questioned, "Aren't you a man"

He paused for a moment, "An hour ago you should have known whether I was a man or not."

The white night beef filled the noodles instantly.

Mo Yao slept for two days straight. His fever had broken, and his body was nourished by too many expensive drugs. He felt he couldn't get sick anymore, but there was a particular spot on his body that ached faintly, a constant reminder of the intense xxoo he had experienced before. Mo Xiaobai had been researching something for the past two days, working constantly on the balcony. The long table on the balcony was filled with four computers, all connected to the headquarters' server.

As soon as Mo Yao stepped out onto the balcony, he saw Mo Xiaobai typing commands furiously on the computer. One of the computers displayed internal information about a Mexican drug cartel, while the other displayed complex code that kept scrolling endlessly. Mo Xiaobai was trying to break into something, but was repeatedly blocked. He frowned slightly and walked closer to Mo Xiaobai, "What are you doing"

"Brother, I found something interesting." Mo Xiaobai didn't look back, but he explained without being distracted. His ten fingers kept tapping on the keyboard, and the source code kept flying fast. At this time, he was a standard hacker.

The midday sun shone on Mo Xiaobai's serious face, revealing a stunningly beautiful radiance.

Mo Yao sat down and, at the same time, forgot about the pain in a certain place. Suddenly, he was stimulated, his face showing a strange expression for a moment before disappearing. Mo Yao leaned over to look, just catching sight of Mo XiaoBai being escorted out of the system. All four computers crashed simultaneously.

Mo Xiaobai was furious, "Damn it!"d sweethearts. Without this decade of grinding, maybe Kaka wouldn't cherish me as much. Maybe in your heart, Hai Lan is still more important than me. At most, I would be your second love. Because of...