down, his body becoming soft and yielding, sliding down along the car's interior. Mo Yao reached out to hold him. Maybe Mo Yao was right, but Xiao Bai knew it was him—the scent… 。The scent of Mo Yuan...After an intense kiss, Mo Xiaobai waved his hand and made a gesture. Midnight arrived, the most exciting moment was here. In fact, since Mo Xiaobai started playing the piano on stage, the bar had been high. 。Entered tonight's nightlife more than half an hour early. 。After Mo Xiaobai made a gesture, the mellow music in the bar suddenly changed, becoming sharp, noisy, and rock music that was enough to pierce through people's hearts. 。Men and women slid into the dance floor, frantically twisting their bodies to the music's rhythm, dancing, screaming. Mo Xiaobai pulled Mo Yao in, joining the crowd and pulling her to dance. 。Dancing was something Mo Yao had only done once, right after he first learned the tango. That morning, Mo Chen and Wu Shuang were both enthusiastic about dancing, so they were dancing as well. Shi Yi asked Mo Yao if he wanted to dance with Mo Xiaobai too. 。tted down to examine his wound. Luckily, it hadn't been injected. Bai Ye said, "Don't do this again in the future. If it weren't for your mommy worried about you and dragging me out to find you, you r...