Meng Yu's lips curved into a slight smile as she softly asked, "An Yun, do you like me?"
An Yun was stunned for a moment, his face slightly red, and he replied in a low voice, "Meng Yu, you should know, I've liked you since we were young, it has never changed."
"Then, do you want me?" Meng Yu leaned in slightly, her breath fragrant like orchids.
An Yun's body stiffened, almost unable to speak, his breathing becoming rapid.
Meng Yu was already pressed close in front of An Yun, her voice alluring as she pressed, "Tell me, do you want me or not?"
Unable to resist, An Yun wrapped his arms around Meng Yu's slender waist, breathing heavily as he replied, "You are injured, I'm afraid of hurting you. Once you're completely healed, once we're safe, I..."
"Haven't you already helped heal my injuries? I'm almost completely fine," Meng Yu's voice was as light as a feather, her fingers gently raising to unbutton one of An Yun's buttons.
