C1738 Am I a Scumbag?

Emerging from Mo Shengyu's room, it was already high noon the following day. The bright, warm sunlight bathed his face, providing an unmatched sense of comfort.

Zhong Wen's expression mirrored the complexity of his emotions, a touch of awkwardness mingling with his pleasure. The reason for his happiness was self-evident, a universal understanding among men.

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