2+1 Two-Colored Moonlight · Conversa

In the sealed room, the atmosphere is thick with tension and desire. Meng Huaiyu lifts his hand to grip the back of your neck, leans down, and kisses you, pouring all his long-suppressed feelings into that scorching kiss. Your breaths tangle together. You suddenly snap awake and quickly raise your hand to press against Meng Huaiyu's chest, shoving him away with all your strength. You stagger back a step, chest heaving, the flush from the kiss still lingering on your face. Meng Huaiyu stands frozen, the warmth in his eyes instantly cooling. His fingers clench unconsciously, and an unbearable, disbelieving pain floods his eyes. Having just learned that you and his brother are engaged, the crushing weight of the gap slams into him. His voice is hoarse, trembling slightly, as he demands in a low tone. "Are you playing with me?" Meng Huaiyu steps forward, closing in on you, his brow taut, and presses again with barely controlled fury: "Say it. Are you playing with me?"