Chapter 596

nt. Eventually, she blurted out a few words, "Can I have an autograph please!""Ah..." Mo Baixue was dumbfounded; what kind of situation was this.Mo Chen covered his face; it was indeed so."Wah wah, I...Chapter 596

Although it was the main heroine's role, the male lead had a significant part as well. An international superstar couldn't just stand there; many viewers were there for him. Therefore, his romance with Ruan Nuan was portrayed in great detail. However, Mo Xiaobai did not meet expectations. He was better at acting than Ruan Nuan and could quickly get her into character, but when it came to deeper emotional expression, he fell short compared to Ruan Nuan; there was a deficiency in the way he expressed emotions through his eyes. Thus, his performance stood out most in this sci-fi film.

Every actor had their weaknesses, and for Mo Xiaobai, it was emotional portrayal, while Ruan Nuan excelled at it.

Mo Xiaobai was delighted to hear praise from Mo Yao. Mo Yao didn't say anything more, and the two of them continued working and watching films until evening. Sweating profusely, Mo Yao needed a bath but couldn't move. So, Mo Xiaobai brought water and a towel to help him clean up. Mo Yao refused: "No need!"

Mo Xiaobai said, "Boss, you can't move. Who else is going to bathe you Don't you smell yourself"

The scent of blood mixed with sweat was stuffy under the blankets and a bit overpowering. Mo Yao's brow furrowed tightly; he had no thoughts left. Letting Mo Xiaobai clean him, wasn't that self-torture

But now there was only Mo Xiaobai by his side. He couldn't move, so he couldn't just lie around with an unclean body and slowly healing injuries. Indeed, a bath was necessary.

However, he really didn't want Mo Xiaobai to do it.

Moe Yao tried doing it himself but the movement pulled at his wounds. Unable to bear it any longer, Mo Xiaobai walked over and, without further ado, undressed him. Mo Yao gave up on resisting and let him proceed.

There was no other way.

Meticulously, Mo Xiaobai wiped Mo Yao's face and body clean for him. He had sweated a lot from the pain, mixing with blood to create an intense but not unpleasant smell. It was something they were both accustomed to and used to dealing with.

Sweat and blood are not unfamiliar to them, in fact, they are quite familiar.

Moxiao Bai helped him clean his upper body and changed into a set of pajamas. He had many sets of pajamas for fear that Moya would catch a cold; once he was cleaned up, he put on a new one. Moya thought this was it, but who knew that Moxiao Bai brought another basin of water and quickly removed his sleep pants and undershorts. Moya tried to remain calm, but his breathing became erratic. He could only close his eyes and not look at the current gaze in Moxiao Bai's eyes.

In the cold air, he trembled slightly as he felt a warm towel gently wiping him, carefully, as if doing something meticulous. Moxiao Bai meticulously cleaned his body before putting on clean clothes for him.

He did not open his eyes; if he had, he would surely have seen that the thick layer of Moxiao Bai's face had turned a bit red. Picking up the pajamas he had changed out of, he fled to the bathroom almost in panic. Moxiao Bai deeply felt that bringing back the boss was an absolutely wrong decision.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he couldn't explain his sudden blush just now. With equally well-built bodies, he and the boss were both healthy and handsome. Assisting in cleaning the body felt like taking a bath to him; he had always thought there was nothing inappropriate about it. Yet unexpectedly, he lost his composure and nearly revealed...

Moxiao Bai calmed down from an inexplicable restlessness, tidied up the bathroom, put clothes into the washing machine, and took a shower. He was used to taking showers; only when extremely tired would he take a bath.

When he came out of the bathroom, Moya had already fallen asleep with steady breathing. The movie was nearing its end, so Moxiao Bai turned off the TV and dimmed the bedroom lights before quietly leaving the room to go to his study.

He needed to start working.

Moxiao Bai worked until two o'clock in the morning, feeling tired. His apartment had only one room; where should he sleep tonight On a couch With such a tall and slender build like him, sleeping on the sofa would likely leave him unable to function tomorrow. Moxiao Bai hesitated for a moment before decisively going to the bedroom. His bed was a large double bed measuring two meters, spacious enough that it wasn't an issue if someone else slept there too. Engaging in self-harm by not using such a comfortable bed and opting for the sofa was something Moxiao Bai never did.

Moya's injuries were severe, so he slept deeply; Moxiao Bai entering didn't even wake him up. But when Moxiao Bai got into bed, it felt very clear to Moya, who slightly opened his eyes—Moxiao Bai was sleeping with him As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Moxiao Bai took half of the blanket from him. He still smelled fresh and clean after the bath, a scent that made his heart move softly, feeling gentle. He loved the fragrance on Moxiao Bai's body—youthful, vibrant, and pure like the aroma released by the most dazzling flower under the sun. Such an odor was very captivating, and he found himself enchanted.

So on this bed, he slept deeply, feeling comfortable wherever there was his scent, as if every pore of his body expanded in comfort with deep breathing. Moxiao Bai didn't know that Moya had woken up; he turned off the lights completely, making the room dark. Moya closed his eyes and enjoyed the tranquility of the night along with the smell on him but found himself unable to sleep, tossing and turning.

Moxiao Bai had a tiring day and fell asleep early, leaving Moxiao alone to stare at his tranquil sleeping face. If they weren't brothers, perhaps he wouldn't be so anxious and hesitant. Perhaps things would have turned out differently if they weren't siblings; maybe then, Moxiao Bai wouldn't have那麼多顧忌，也不會下意識地把他定位在哥哥的位置上，或許會有不同的結局。

But they are brothers, which is also a great thing. He grew up with him since childhood, and the current Moxiao Bai is dazzling, sexy, and beautiful, an international superstar. His every move exudes irresistible charm; such a Moxiao Bai is mature, sexy, and charming. He feels fortunate to have been by his side through all stages of growth, never missing any version of Moxiao Bai—whether lively, pure-hearted, clever, carefree, or sexy... No matter which side he shows, he hasn't missed out on anything. The most beautiful and vibrant part of their lives was spent together.

Isn't this not a regret

Moxiao thought about many things that night, his mind unsettled; it was nearly dawn before he dozed off. His biological clock is an odd thing—it wakes him up at the exact time every morning. Moxiao’s internal clock is set for 5 AM, just like Moxiao Bai's. This habit formed during their training days when they would get up at five each day to start training. So come 5 AM, they naturally wake up, regardless of what time they went to bed. Moxiao Bai wanted Moxiao to speak, but he was too tired from little sleep at night.

"Brother, go back to sleep for a while; I'll call you when it's time to eat."

"Are you getting up"

"I want to lie down more. Tired." Moxiao Bai yawned, and Moxiao hummed in response before falling asleep again. Moxiao Bai slept until nine o'clock before getting up to make breakfast; he woke Moxiao at ten for him to wash up and eat breakfast, then had lunch at twelve—living like a pig.

After lunch, Moxiao was bored lying around and started watching films again. Moxiao Bai introduced them, naturally introducing his own films to Moxiao, which made Moxiao laugh heartily; he knew most of the lines by heart already.

Moxiao Bai remained oblivious, talking about interesting stories from filming while handling tasks lying down, amusing Moxiao so much that even though he didn't laugh out loud, Moxiao Bai could tell his mood was good.

Moxiao enjoyed the atmosphere of recuperating; with Moxiao Bai's voice and presence around him, these days felt more alive and comfortable than any other time. He suddenly wished his chest wound would take longer to heal. If he moved it more, perhaps it would heal slower A bitter smile played on Moxiao’s lips. However, given his personality, this was just a fleeting thought.

"Are your hand wounds fully healed" Seeing him remove the bandages, Moxiao couldn't help but ask.

Momo Xiaobai said, "My injury is very minor; it's just a skin abrasion. No tendons or bones are affected, so I'm fine."

Indeed, when Momo Xiaobai unwrapped the bandages, there was already noticeable improvement in his wound, leaving only a few pink marks behind. His recovery speed was exceptionally quick, and he felt quite proud of it. He had some scar removal ointment that he immediately applied after removing the bandage.

Momo Yao shook his head; Momo Xiaobai was about to speak when the phone rang. Seeing that it was Parker, he picked up and said, "Hello, Parker, what is it I told you not to bother me these days."

"You should occasionally take a walk while taking care of patients, right They're all in Washington now. Shall I come over to your place" Parker asked. "There are some contracts and a script that need discussion."

"Let's talk about it later; I'm not in the mood for this now. Just put it on hold."

"You can't do that. You've signed an agreement with Kler to make a film, and filming is supposed to start soon. If you don’t show up by then, there will be rumors," Parker said. "Have you forgotten about this"

"I haven't."

"Good, find some time for me to come over and talk."

"Parker, can't you understand what I'm saying" Momo Xiaobai's voice instantly turned icy, tinged with displeasure and coldness. Even through the phone, Parker didn’t dare say anything further; instead, he awkwardly explained, "If we break the contract, they'll sue us in court, and we’ll have to pay a lot of compensation."

"Let them sue, do you think I haven't been sued before"

Parker was at a loss for words after being shut down. He hung up the phone but felt it wasn’t appropriate; instead, he thought he should ask Ji Bing to go with him to Momo Xiaobai's place. With Ji Bing there, Momo Xiaobai wouldn't get angry.得更好，她聽得非常舒服，這已經達到了鋼琴家的水平。如果在音樂廳裡聽到這樣的曲目，恐怕價格不菲。顧寶寶料到這位優雅男士一定很有涵養，隻是冇想到他會把鋼琴彈得這麼好。當墨晨演奏結束後，他優雅地站起來走到顧寶寶麵前，麵帶微笑地站在她麵前溫柔問道：“寶兒，你喜歡我送你的曲子嗎？”顧寶寶心跳如鹿撞般劇烈，羞澀地點了點頭。當初學鋼琴的時候覺得無聊極了，他和墨遙都冇有這方麵的細胞，而小白最喜歡。他學習鋼琴費了不...