Murphy was looking up, feeling a burning pain in his groin. Mo Xiaobai's muscles were tense as if they would snap at any moment; the hot blood rushing through his veins made him feel intensely heated and tight to the point of nearly bursting, causing Mo Xiaobai to break out into a cold sweat.,But now, he couldn’t dwell on it. His entire body relaxed as he lay comfortably under the hot water, letting it wash away something—something that needed to be taken away. With his eyes closed, he thought about his just-now depraved thoughts and wished to whip himself a hundred times.,Moyaoyao thought about it and typed, “Half an hour.”。