Isn't it normal for me to pick you up?

Room 1207, Xinyue Five-Star Hotel

Qi Shu Yu lay on the pristine white bed, the collar of his thin shirt hanging open to reveal his collarbones and a stretch of pale skin. His cheeks were flushed from drinking.

Mu Xu Ye asked a hotel attendant to bring up some hangover medicine and warm water, then helped Qi Shu Yu take it.

Qi Shu Yu felt noticeably better after taking the medicine, but he still wasn't fully conscious and kept mumbling something indistinctly.

Mu Xu Ye leaned closer to listen. Qi Shu Yu was saying, "Ye... Ye..."

Looking at Qi Shu Yu's gentle features, Mu Xu Ye smiled. "You like me that much, huh?"

Mu Xu Ye remembered that time on the Ferris wheel at the amusement park. When their carriage reached the highest point, Qi Shu Yu had gazed at the night scenery outside with curiosity and delight, the city's brilliant lights reflected in his eyes.

Mu Xu Ye didn't know what he had been thinking then. He only remembered that by the time he came to his senses, he and Qi Shu Yu were already kissing, the kiss gentle and lingering.

Qi Shu Yu didn't wake until early the next morning. Staring at the stark white ceiling, his mind was completely blank. He couldn't remember anything that had happened.

Turning his head, he found Mu Xu Ye sleeping quietly beside him. Qi Shu Yu rolled onto his side and propped himself up on one arm, admiring Mu Xu Ye's sleeping face.

Only at times like this did the unapproachable air surrounding Mu Xu Ye soften considerably, and the brows so often furrowed in a serious frown finally relax.

I want him all to myself. That was Qi Shu Yu's first thought.

"You're awake?"

The voice pulled Qi Shu Yu