Chapter 621

was already an incredibly familiar presence by her side. Each time she looked at him, however, it felt as if her heart skipped a beat, something that seemed natural and inevitable."Are you really ner...Chapter 621

Moxiao Bai seemed to be pondering over this word, not knowing how to react for a moment. Mochen thought to himself, "Hey, Little White, even you have moments when your brain shorts circuit Rare to see, there's a bit of vindictive feeling in my heart." Of course, Mochen loved Bai very much; they had been close since childhood. However, ever since Moxiao Bai got together with Ji Bing, Mochen started to feel somewhat discontented. It was just like Little White doing something that betrayed Mo Yao. This direction of being domineering was indeed a bit too extreme, but Xiao Bai wasn't Mo Yao's in the first place. Still, how could he describe it They had been so close since childhood, and suddenly someone like Ji Bing came along. Mochen felt extremely uncomfortable, finding Ji Bing very irritating to look at, thus causing him to feel discontented towards Little White.

Moreover, he genuinely wanted to help the boss; besides, that layer of window paper had already been torn through anyway.

Moxiao Bai said, "Boss has a girlfriend."

Mochen laughed loudly, "Yes. When I saw him in low spirits back in Rome, I thought about setting him up on a blind date. Although it was an act that invited punishment, surprisingly, Boss didn't stop me. Little White, do you know what this means He wants to get married and find someone who loves him. So, I rallied all the women I knew for blind dates with Boss. The result was heartbreaking; he wasn't satisfied with any of them. I felt frustrated. Then, I introduced men to him, but they weren't satisfactory either. Right when I was about to give up, an angel suddenly appeared—no, not me saying this, it was Boss who called him an angel. He fainted and was saved by the man during Washington time; unexpectedly, they met again in Rome. He looks very clean-cut, his age is similar to yours but he appears sixteen or seventeen years old. He's a man who seems untouched by worldly affairs, with a Su Man-like aura about him. His disposition is also good. He’s an artist and Boss even asked him to paint his portrait. Moreover, he smiles beautifully; you know how strikingly handsome our boss looks when he smiles, so lethal that it can kill instantly. I was moved too—had this man not been my brother, I would have thrown myself at him. For these few days, the boss has left everything to me while accompanying Bao Liuxingyu in their amorous pursuits; see, he hasn't returned yet even though it's already midnight. It really sets off a spring fever for me; our boss’s spring season is arriving.

Moxiao Bai said with a sigh and laughed, "Then we should sincerely congratulate Boss."

"Alright, I will convey that message." Mochen’s voice still carried a smile, but his teeth were already grinding. He thought Little White would react or feel down, yet there was nothing.

He shot his cannon with great satisfaction, only to splash up just tiny little water droplets; oh, Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai, what exactly are you thinking

Moxiao Bai wasn't thinking anything. He heard Mochen’s words and almost had no reaction at all. His mind was blank; he merely replied calmly. The high-intensity pain resistance training that he underwent constantly told him that human consciousness always existed above sensation, so even without feeling, there would still be consciousness to ensure no errors occurred.

This pain resistance training was set up to prevent them from revealing the mafia secrets if they were captured; it proved extremely effective. The principle of rather dying than yielding—this was Little White’s first experience under such circumstances.

Mochen said, "Xiao Bai, what exactly are you thinking"

Despite his discontent and grinding teeth, Mochen still cared for Xiao Bai; he had always cherished him the most since childhood. Just a slight stab would hurt him terribly, wishing to stop the bleeding and pain immediately.

He secretly cursed himself for being so self-torturous.

"I'm not thinking about anything, I feel pretty good," said Mosi Bai. Hurriedly, he added, "Little Brother, I have to go now; I’m feeling hungry."

After saying that, before Mo Chen could hang up the phone, he hung it up first and tossed his phone aside, lying on his back in a sprawling position with his eyes half-closed. The bedroom seemed to still carry someone's lingering presence, but it no longer belonged to him; there was only his own scent.

The lingering fragrance made her reluctant to leave.

As soon as Mosi Bai closed his eyes, he recalled the days when Moyao was recovering from his injuries in minute detail. He remembered how resolutely he left and how tears streamed down his face; his heart ached painfully for no reason, as if he had lost something very important, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

The feeling of emptiness in his chest was truly terrifying.

Did the boss no longer want to talk to him from now on

He had said that from now on, he shouldn’t regard him as a brother. But if he wasn't a brother, what was their connection Nothing remained between them. They were always connected by blood ties; without those ties, nothing existed.

The boss no longer wanted this younger brother of his.

Was that true

Well then, he deserved it if that was the case. He felt powerless and could not respond to the love shown to him— but what did love even look like How should one reciprocate it Mosi Bai was confused… He generally avoided complicating things for himself and didn't usually ponder over problems that were difficult to solve.

As soon as Ji Bing entered, she saw him lying on the bed with his face in his hands, apparently in great pain. She was startled and rushed over, asking anxiously, "Bai, what’s wrong"

Moxiao Bai suddenly used force to hug Ji Bing, and their positions switched; he had already kissed Ji Bing's lips. With skillful technique and an overbearing dominance, it seemed like he was trying to vent something, pouring his own hidden secrets into the kiss. Ji Bing’s heart pounded violently; she didn’t know what happened since Bai hadn't kissed her in a long time. Even though they were together, sometimes there would be fewer kisses. During intimate moments, they usually just pecked each other's cheeks and rarely had such passionate kisses.

Bai hugged the woman beneath him, burying his head in her neck. Ji Bing didn't know what was going on but sensed that Bai wasn't happy and was sad, so she gently patted his back to offer him the warmest care possible.

Don’t be sad; don’t feel down. I’m still here for you.

I won’t leave you; never ever. Urban Literature

The finger on which she wore Bai’s engagement ring glistened under the room lights, reflecting dazzling light that looked very... beautiful.

Bai was afraid of pressing down on her and got off her body, lying beside her with a sigh; he really went crazy.

Ji Bing sat up, her fingers tracing across his chest. "Hey, what's going on You were fine just now. Are you in a bad mood"

"No, I'm feeling great." Bai said, with slightly upward-turned eyes revealing a seductive smile that was irresistible and enough to make someone lose their mind. He was always sexy, but such an intentional smile made people's hearts flutter even more.

"Liar!" Ji Bing wouldn’t be fooled by him; she wasn't easily duped and could tell when he was upset, "You're obviously unhappy."

"It’s not bad with you around."

“Really” Ji Bing’s eyes lit up. Moxiao Bai nodded lightly. She was his savior angel. Perhaps in others' eyes, Ji Bing wasn't outstanding or beautiful enough and lacked strength, but to him, she was an excellent woman, cold yet not indifferent, delicate yet not spoiled; he liked her very much.

Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder, Ye Fei Mo said. What could be good about Ji Bing Moxiao Bai had once countered back with a question: what attracts you about Little Auntie then They were at a loss for words as emotions are something that no one can fathom.

Ji Bing was very happy; she was an easy person to please, and as long as Xiaobai said something nice, she could be cheerful for days. The gloom of the past vanished at once. She took off her shoes **, put her little head on Xiaobai's chest, with a bashful expression, "Can I stay with you tonight"

Murong Xiaobai stroked her long hair and smiled slightly, "I'm fine, no need for that. I have to go out soon for some matters and might come back very late."

"I'll wait for you," Ji Bing pouted. Murong Xiaobai laughed, "No, please don’t. I’m worried about you; you still have a schedule tomorrow. Don't stay up too late. As a model, the most important thing is to look fresh-faced. If you get dark circles under your eyes from staying up all night, the director might cut me down."

Ji Bing gave him a playful tap and tried to hide her disappointment. She didn’t understand why Xiaobai wasn't willing for her to stay at his place overnight; they were boyfriend and girlfriend, he had been to her home, she came to his, but he never wanted anyone else to stay over. There were three rooms upstairs, only the bedroom was accessible.

The two downstairs rooms couldn’t be entered either, except for the kitchen. From the start, Xiaobai told her that no one could stay at his place overnight, not even Pike. He said he had severe spatial cleanliness issues and didn’t want anyone to break into his personal space, not even someone as close to him as she was.

At the time, she really wanted to ask what would happen if they got married, but in the end, she didn't. She respected Xiaobai; he might have had reasons of his own for not wanting anyone else there that he wasn’t willing to disclose, so she wouldn't press him either. Just being able to sit and chat with him in the living room was already very satisfying.

Until Murong Yao's appearance made her realize that it turned out Xiaobai’s home could accommodate guests; his brother lived there, sharing a room with him. Ji Bing felt an indescribable sense of loss, especially during those hospital visits when she had plenty to think about and thus more discontent, leading inevitably to tantrums.

She thought that maybe she wasn't as important after all; Xiaobai trusted his brother so much that he was willing for him to stay. After Murong Yao left, this feeling faded somewhat, but it was only because she had overreacted. So she didn’t say anything more.

She respected Xiaobai and didn't want to cross his boundaries; even when pouting or getting angry, she never went beyond what she knew were his limits.

"Are you upset" Murong Xiaobai asked with a smile. Ji Bing tilted her head back and shook it; she smiled sweetly, "Not upset at all, I’ll go home after dinner. Don’t drink too much tonight for your health."

"Got it!" Murong Xiaobai laughed, but his thoughts drifted to the past when he went out with the boss on business trips. The boss drank plain water while he downed alcohol, never getting drunk no matter how much he consumed. Yet the boss always reminded him not to drink too much.

"Xiaobai..." Ji Bing touched the ring on her finger and hesitated. She had not brought up this topic since his return from Norway; now her heart raced as she asked, blushing, "What you said in Norway, was it true"y Zhao Yuning, the doctors could only initially diagnose potential congenital diseases or deficiencies. The doctor recommended an abortion, but Zhao Yuning was emotionally agitated and argued with the...