The Substitute Ex-Wi

He was also quite an Ah Q type of individual; therefore, amidst the frustration caused by this predicament, he found a way to address it.,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.,The implicit desire and heated breath were overwhelming.。