At that moment, Li Zhe suddenly realized that perhaps because of the big movements, the bandage on Meng Yu's arm was slowly beginning to turn red.
No, if he let Meng Yu move around like this, something bad would happen.
Li Zhe hurriedly placed Meng Yu back on the bed, then climbed onto the bed himself. He held Meng Yu firmly in his arms and restrained his moving limbs.
Meng Yu's drunken eyes looked behind him, and he rubbed his face against Li Zhe's neck, trying to get a trace of coolness to relieve his heat.
Li Zhe sighed and undid the buttons on Meng Yu's pyjamas. With each button undid, Li Zhe's desire grew stronger. When all the buttons were undone and Meng Yu's pink chest appeared in front of Li Zhe, his nerves tensed up.
However, in order not to hurt Meng Yu, Li Zhe silently tried to keep his calm, using his rationality to suppress his desire.
