Even so, Yan Song’s hatred did not subside. He yanked off the drunkard’s belt and lashed him with it, putting all his strength into each blow, reducing the drunkard to tears and cries for his parents. Yun Ya watched the tall youth whip the man with a fierce and terrifying expression, like Asura from Hell, yet she just hooked her lips into a gentle smile and quietly observed. Brother Yan, as long as you don’t abandon me, I will never leave. Yan Song knocked the man unconscious with his beating, but that still didn’t satisfy his anger. He viciously kicked the man a few more times, then suddenly turned his head towards Yun Ya and said, "Turn your head, don’t look back." Yun Ya smiled lightly, "Okay." She obediently turned around. Yan Song made sure she wouldn’t peek, quickly stripped the drunkard of his clothes, not even sparing his underwear, and even looked disgusted as he muttered, "Damn, he still dared to harass Yun Ya..." Thinking of this, the hostility welled up in the young man’s eyes. Without further ado, he whipped out a Swiss Army Knife, and with a "snap," he made the cut. The drunkard convulsed from the severe pain, screamed in terror, and his eyes flew open, only to be knocked out again by a punch from Yan Song. Using the belt, Yan Song tied up the drunkard’s hands and bound him to the fence of a roadside flowerbed. He kicked him once more, then ferociously wiped his fingers with a wet wipe until his skin turned red, threw the wipe into a trash can, and then walked towards Yun Ya. Yun Ya instinctively turned to look back, but Yan Song wrapped his arm around her shoulder, trapping her entire body in his embrace, his voice tinged with the coldness of the night. "Don’t look," he said assertively and possessively. Get full chapters from novel•fire.net Yun Ya clasped the hem of his shirt, the corners of her lips slightly upturned, "Okay." "Okay? It’s not okay at all, Ji Yunya, that you let another man touch you. When we get back, you’ll take three baths, and I’m burning those clothes," the young man said impatiently, a trace of irritability creasing his brow, as if he were on the edge of his patience. Yun Ya struggled a bit, only to find the youth holding her even tighter. "If you find me dirty, then don’t hug me," Yun Ya pouted. The young man suddenly lifted her off her feet, making Yun Ya startle, and Yan Song slapped her bottom, "If you keep squirming, see how I’ll deal with you." Yun Ya’s face "flushed" red, and she buried her face in his chest, "Where... where are you hitting me?" Yan Song grunted, carrying her towards the bicycle lying by the roadside, "If I hadn’t arrived in time today, I wonder what you would’ve done. Girls need to be aware of their safety, or what will you do if something happens when I’m not around? Starting tomorrow, I’m teaching you some self-defense moves, and you’d better learn them well." Yun Ya closed her eyes. Even if Yan Song hadn’t arrived in time, she wouldn’t have let anything happen to herself; she cherished her life more than anyone. Yet, her mouth obediently responded, "Alright, I will listen to Brother Yan." Seeing her so docile and sweet, Yan Song felt some of his anger dissipate. It wasn’t so much anger towards Yun Ya, as frustration with himself for not having followed her sooner; the consequences could have been unthinkable. At that thought, he couldn’t help but hold the person in his arms tighter, feeling how light she was, as weightless as a feather. Ji Yunya, I will not give you any reason to leave me. In this life, you can only stay by my side. No matter what you become, you are still Ji Yunya, the Ji Yunya who sweetly calls me Brother Yan. The Ji Yunya I hold dear in my heart. He suddenly thought of a word, love... The young man who still didn’t understand love, at this moment, felt a sudden impulse, if this was love. Then Ji Yunya, I have fallen in love with you!