Moyao had no idea what Mo Xiaobai was up to, but the intense heat from under the covers made him reach out and ask, "Are you發燒了",The skin on Mo Xiaobai's arm, though exposed to wind and rain, was not rough like most men’s; it remained soft. What surprised Moyao was that the skin felt almost scorching hot, muscles tense to the extreme, covered in sweat.,Moyaoyao thought about it and typed, “Half an hour.”。