Do You Want Me

The sunlight shone through the window gauze onto Meng Yu's peaceful sleeping face. As if he was not used to such light, his thick eyelashes that were as thick as crow feathers trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes sleepily.

The strength in his hand made Meng Yu feel a little uncomfortable. He turned his head and saw that his hand was being firmly grabbed by someone. Even without looking at the owner of the hand, Meng Yu could guess who was holding his hand.

He gently wanted to pull his hand back, but he could not. When he looked up, he met a pair of affectionate eyes, and his heart could not help but tremble.

"Good morning Ah Yu!" Li Zhe did not let go of Meng Yu's hand but only looked at Meng Yu with a smile.

"Let go first. I'll make breakfast for you." Meng Yu lowered his head and whispered.

"I won't let go. I'm afraid that if I let go, you'll be gone for a few years." Li Zhe said stubbornly.