"What are you doing" Mo Yao asked upon seeing the pillowcase quiver from under the blankets, finding it peculiar and asking out of curiosity. Mo Xiaobai's body stiffened as if his blood had frozen over with anxiety; he nearly hurt himself in his flustered state. The pain was excruciating, and Mo Yao found this even more strange. Mo Xiaobai felt suffocated by the intense torment.,Afraid to move but in pain, Moyao lifted the covers, intending to turn Mo Xiaobai around and hold his arm when Mo Xiaobai suddenly sprang up from bed, saying, "I forgot to brush my teeth.",It seemed that he just experienced what they meant by a little death. This sensation was thrilling yet terrifying. Thinking of everything leading to this moment made Mo Baixue’s spine chill.。