ft; they must have been driven by sheer lust.Warm didn't recognize Ye Feimo's car at first, but when she did, she hurriedly came over and pounded on his window. Seeing it was him, she froze, "Mr. Insa...Chapter 682

Only Bai Ye and Su Man knew this secret. He was worried that when Little White had a relapse of his addiction, he might encounter enemies and mistake them for Mo Yao, who would then make him say or do whatever they wanted, leading to unimaginable consequences. Therefore, Bai Ye and Su Man must ensure that Little White completely quits the drug before leaving Riyadh.

He was in a bad mood today and accidentally took a sip of cold beer. Little White swore he had no intention of drinking it and only did so by accident; at that moment, his mind wasn't steady.

He thought one sip of cold beer wouldn't cause any problems, but unexpectedly, it triggered his addiction.

The hallucinations in front of him resurfaced. When he had a relapse with his drug addiction, he rarely confronted the boss; he only truly faced the boss when his sexual urges kicked in, which was different from having a drug relapse. During his relapses, he was always with Bai Ye and Su Man. Hence, Mo Yao didn't understand why Little White suddenly resisted him. Little White felt extremely uncomfortable being laughed at by Mo Yao, easily recalling shadows of violence and bloodshed from prison, causing him to lose control and strike back.

This was an unconscious command his mind issued to him.

During that period, whenever he saw Mo Yao, he wanted to kill him. He wanted to kill all the hallucinations, but they only became more severe, with more and more Mo Yaos appearing before him.

He was someone who had hovered on the brink of hell both psychologically and physically. Can you imagine repeatedly killing your important people Just imagining it would be suffocating. Yet, Little White did it over and over again, experiencing such cruel realities that he felt like they could drive anyone insane.

Bai Ye said it was a miracle that he hadn't gone mad already.

Moxiao Bai's strength had recovered, and his body was almost back to normal. He wasn't weak in a fight, and even though Moyo was an absolute expert, it wouldn't be easy for him to subdue Moxiao Bai.

Luckily for Moyo, White Night forbade Moxiao Bai from bringing guns, and before he had been detoxified, neither firearms nor throwing weapons were allowed. Thus, the person Moyo faced was an unarmed Moxiao Bai; it was fortunate that this was the case because if Moxiao Bai had a gun, something would definitely go wrong.

The brothers started fighting on the roadside, trading blows for several dozen rounds before Moyo grabbed him by the throat with an arm lock and pinned him against a car, shouting sternly, "Bai, wake up!"

Moyo could tell from his pained expression and murderous aura that he was experiencing hallucinations. However, he didn't know that Moxiao Bai saw him, thinking it was a hallucination while Moyo believed he mistook someone else for him; thus, he asked Moxiao Bai to close his eyes.

"Bai, close your eyes, close your eyes. I'm your brother." Moyo said, and Moxiao Bai suddenly closed his eyes as Moyo's warm breath brushed past his earlobe with a worried roar, "Wake up! It's me; you're not in prison anymore."

Moxiao Bai's body tensed up like a board, showing no movement but ready to strike. Moyo waited patiently and slowly restrained his limbs before gently kissing him on the lips, asking softly, "Do you feel it I'm your brother; this feeling can only come from me."

Moxiao Bai gradually calmed down, his body softening as he slid off the car. Moyo caught him in his arms. What Moyo said might be true, but Moxiao Bai knew it was Moyo because of the scent.

The scent that belonged to Moyo; no one else could give off this specific fragrance during a hallucination. The human memory for scents is more profound than imagined. Moxiao Bai panted heavily after fighting with Moyo, and his drug-induced strength had vanished, along with the urge for drugs.

Moxiao Bai leaned against Moyo tiredly, wrapping his arms around him, "Brother, kiss me."

Moyao was overjoyed; this was the white rabbit with memories. He hadn't seen him for a month and thirteen days. Moyao didn't speak, instead following his desire and kissing the white rabbit's lips.

This was Riyadh's highway. Occasionally, cars would pass by them, yet they kissed as if no one else existed. A sports car went past, blowing a whistle at them, but Moyao felt indifferent.

How much he longed for the white rabbit.

The white rabbit was even more urgent than him. This was an urgency that was familiar to him. While kissing him, his hand impatiently reached into his pants and grabbed his erect member. The honking sound made Moyao come back to his senses.

They weren't at home; they were still on the highway where a camera wasn't far away taking pictures. If they got caught by traffic authorities, it would be quite... Moyao could almost imagine their expressions.

"White rabbit, wait, let's calm down..." Moyao supported his shoulders. The intense kiss made the white rabbit even more certain that this was truly his brother, which made him feel incredibly reassured.

"It's hard." The white rabbit pulled his hand to touch his little brother, leaving Moyao in a state of laughter and tears. They had to find a place to resolve their situation. Honestly speaking, even though they were unrestrained and didn't care about others' opinions, performing on the highway wasn't something they particularly enjoyed...

Moyao and Mo Xiaobai found a hot spring resort not far away. They called Ye Wei and told her that they would be late since it would take them over an hour to get ready. The two of them went to the nearest hot spring resort and did things more intensely than ever before...

The white rabbit was a demon. If he wanted to hook someone, no one could resist. Even if you had great self-control, his charm couldn't be matched by anyone. This wasn't because of his looks but rather what emanated from him.

A smile to bewitch, two to devour souls.

Moyao willingly fell into his demon's embrace.

Afterwards, they took a shower. Moyao and Little White put their clothes back on. Today, he couldn't hold back and left some marks on Little White’s neck. He could only hope it was dark outside so people wouldn’t notice them easily.

If others found out, it would be quite awkward. He lost control too many times but always considered him; today, however, with his fiery passion, he completely lost all rationality.

"What just happened" Moyao asked as he used a hairdryer to dry Little White's hair. He only shook his head casually. Little White wouldn’t bring up this matter with Moyao and simply said, "Nothing, my drug addiction just flared up."

"Did you think I would hurt you Who do you take me for" asked Moyao.

Little White remained expressionless and silent. It wasn't that he saw Moyao as someone else; rather, he saw everyone as Moyao. During the time when Moyao was in prison, they were equivalent to those who humiliated and hurt him.

To Little White, Moyao during that period was synonymous with a devil.

In his perception, it was like this: even if he knew it was an illusion, such an impression was deeply etched in his heart and could not be erased.tness. Warmth frowned, bit her lip, and couldn't help stepping back on him. Ye Feimo's lips landed on her neck and then sucked on her earlobe.Warmth's whole body went numb with electricity running thr...