Every word Mo Xiaobai said is heartfelt, and people with a heart-hearted heart will be moved, not to mention that Mo Yao is affectionate to him and is even soft-hearted. Looking at his wet and bright eyes, Mo Yao nodded in confusion. He should give them a chance. They like each other. Even if they lose that memory, he is confused, but what can he do? No matter what, he likes the person in front of him now.

Taboo love is not a problem in the eyes of parents, brothers and sisters. Why not make things difficult for him? Why not obey his heart and ask for this relationship? This nod made Mo Xiaobai happy. He couldn't believe that he was so lucky, and actually made Mo Yao nod.

"Brother, do you agree? Do you really agree to be with me?" Mo Xiaobai looked at Mo Yao anxiously, held his hand tightly, and his cheeks were so excited that he didn't look like a mafia godfather who had been through the storm and waves at all.

Perhaps in front of him, Mo Xiaobai has always been Mo Xiaobai, his truest side, without any disguise.

Mo Yao's ears were a little hot, and he pursed his lips indifferently, and he no longer said anything. For the indifferent and taciturn, this was the biggest concession. A burst of heat rushed over, and he was embraced in a warm and powerful embrace. Mo Xiaobai hugged him tightly, thanking Mo Yao and the sky, and finally fulfilled his wish. Finally, he got what he wanted. This person will be his from now on, and they are each other.

This thought made Mo Xiaobai feel excited all over, and he wished he could kiss the person in his arms hard and feel his truest warmth. But he also understood that if he was too impatient, Mo Yao would be disgusted, so he tried hard to restrain himself, just hugging him, so that Mo Yao could feel his mood together.

Mo Yao sighed, for nothing, no matter what, he can't escape this person, so try to be together. He doesn't hate it anyway, and he has vague expectations, looking forward to their life together.

He reached out and hugged Mo Xiaobai.

Mo Xiaobai was so happy that everyone in the world knew that they were together, but due to the reserve of the people in his arms, he thought it would be better to let it go, otherwise he would be beaten by Mo Yao.

Mo Yaoshang still had documents to deal with, but Mo Xiaobai was reluctant to leave and cherished their time together, so he carried a book and asked him where Mo Yao didn't understand. In the past, Mo Yao always ordered him to accompany Mo Yao in the study room all day. Now that Mo Yao didn't speak, he would spontaneously accompany him in the study room, and he would feel happy no matter how long he would.

When loving someone, boredom is also a kind of happiness.

Mo Xiaobai is an active person, but Mo Yao is quiet. The two have very different personalities, but they unexpectedly play together because Mo Yao and Mo Xiaobai will accommodate each other, and after they have been together for a long time, they understand each other's personalities and know how to please each other, so they get along even more harmoniously.

Mo Yao occasionally looked up at Mo Xiaobai who was lying on the sofa reading a book. There was a pot of roses on the windowsill. The sunlight shone in from the windowsill, and the light and shadow were mottled, projecting on Mo Xiaobai's face, reflecting a bit of soft and beautiful color. He lay casually and lazy, exuding the aura of a noble young master, which made people fascinated. This situation was a little familiar, and Mo Yao had a little headache, and a similar picture had appeared in his mind.

In such a picture, Mo Xiaobai was also lying down to read books, occasionally turning back to say a few words to him, and more often he lay alone quietly, reading books, or sleeping, very lazy. He was behind the desk, reviewing documents, signing, and giving orders... The two were completely different, but they were comfortable in the same space.

Mo Xiaobai in the picture is wearing a white shirt and white trousers, slender and perfect, and youthful and energetic. He seems to be very young, at least younger than now, and has a round and cute look on his face, like a crystal bag.

Mo Yao couldn't help but smile a soft smile. He was used to being cold and hard. It seemed that only when he encountered Mo Xiaobai's incident would he have emotional fluctuations. This disappearing memory has been slowly recovering recently. When he thinks of those scenes, he can't help but want to laugh.

"Brother, what are you thinking?" Mo Xiaobai asked, but his eyes looked at his book. He wanted to know what Mo Yao was thinking at the moment. The smile on his face was so soft that he felt very jealous. His brother rarely had such a soft smile.

Mo Yao calmed down his mind, "Nothing."

"Miss me, I smile so gently." Mo Xiaobai said narcissisticly. He was joking, but he didn't expect to see Mo Yao glaring in anger. Mo Xiaobai opened his mouth, "Ah, you really miss me, what do you miss me? I'm right in front of you."

Mo Yao didn't plan to answer this question. Mo Xiaobai was in a state of interest, threw away the book and rushed over, and asked with a smile, "Brother, tell me."

"Get out!" Mo Xiaobai was getting out, but he just hugged Mo Yao and rolled to him. He lowered his head and kissed his lips. From the moment Mo Yao nodded, he wanted to do this, kissing the man who agreed to be with him, his brother.

He just was afraid that he wouldn't like it, but now he had no scruples and kissed deeply and fiercely.

While Mo Yao was angry, he couldn't resist such sexyness and responded to his kiss awkwardly. Seeing Mo Yao's response, Mo Xiaobai was even more excited. He hugged him and kept kissing him deeply, his tongue almost pressed against his throat.

Such a heart-wrenching French kiss made the two of them breathe suddenly heavy, and the place they pressed against each other was slightly straightened, bringing some yuwang. Mo Xiaobai's forehead pressed against Mo Yao's forehead, and his lower abdomen kept rubbing against him, shouting a little aggrievedly, "Brother..."

This is a sign of his emotion... Mo Yao was a little excited by his teasing, but in broad daylight, his family was downstairs, and one of them went crazy. At least one person had to stay rational, although he wanted to do so.

"Go to the bathroom to solve it yourself." Mo Yao said, his voice hoarse and low. It was indescribable sexy in Mo Xiaobai's ears.

Mo Xiaobai didn’t do it, and the reason was very good. I have a lover, so why do I have to solve this problem by myself?

Mo Xiaobai smiled and touched Mo Yao's side of his legs, and flexibly stroked the man's most vulnerable place. He was very satisfied with feeling the vitality of someone's brother. He smiled even more yindang, full of temptation. He kissed his earlobe and said, "Brother, let's go to the bathroom together..."

Mo Yao wanted to speak, but Mo Xiaobai was turned into it...
Chapter completed!