Nightmare

The kiss was extremely light, as if afraid of waking up the lover in his arms, as light as a dragonfly touching water.

Li Zhe was filled with regret. If he had known that Meng Yu's reaction would be so intense, he wouldn't have touched Meng Yu even if he had to cut off his own penis.

Li Zhe gently wiped the sweat off Meng Yu's forehead, then got up and prepared to get some water for Meng Yu to wipe his body.

After the earlier ruckus, Meng Yu's body was drenched in sweat. It would definitely be uncomfortable to sleep that way.

However, just as Li Zhe got up, he was trapped by the dissatisfied Meng Yu.

The unconscious Meng Yu tightly hugged Li Zhe's waist. The moment Li Zhe moved, Meng Yu's brows furrowed uneasily, and he hugged Li Zhe even more tightly.

Seeing how Meng Yu was so dependent on him, Li Zhe's heart instantly filled up. He slowly lay back down and gently hugged Meng Yu in his arms.