Yan Song abruptly seized her arm, pulling her back to him, "Looking for someone? You can go alone. Besides, I hate it when others touch me." What kind of quirk is this? Ji Yunya frowned, "So you don’t hate it when I touch you?" Yan Song reached out and smoothed her slightly disheveled hair, his dark eyes holding unfathomable depths, yet sprinkled with bits of tender gentleness. "Silly girl, we’ve hugged and kissed before. Are you trying to weasel out of it?" Ji Yunya’s cheeks instantly flushed a deep red, looking adorably fair and rosy. "As long as you don’t back out, that’s fine." Yan Song smiled, "Ji Yunya, I want you to take this seriously. You’ve been marked by a man called Yan Song, and aside from him, no other man is allowed to touch you. If they do, they’ll bear the consequences. Do you understand?" His voice, authoritative and icy, sent shivers up her spine. She frowned up at the tall and handsome youth, "What consequences?" Yan Song’s eyes narrowed slightly, emitting a dangerous glint, like a beast on the brink of explosion, genuinely alarming. "You’d better not even think about it." The cold tone left no room for any of her potential daydreams, no, not even the thought of them. Ji Yunya thought to herself, Brother Yan’s possessiveness has been unchanging over the years; in the past life, it was the same. If she spoke more than a few words to another boy, he’d get particularly irate. One time, a boy publicly confessed to her and got beaten by Brother Yan so badly he ended up in the hospital, and that led to no one at school daring to confess to her. Brother Yan was a man of strong possessiveness, Ji Yunya smiled to herself; they were a match made in heaven. Because she was no less possessive herself. "Then, Brother Yan, you also have to promise me, no girls are allowed to touch you, nor can you talk to them. Don’t apply one rule to me and another to yourself." Yan Song raised his eyebrows, his gaze lingering on Ji Yunya’s face. Her clear eyes shone bright, reflecting the golden glow of the sunset, unbelievably beautiful. "Nonsense, have you ever seen me talk to girls?" Ji Yunya pursed her lips and laughed softly. Brother Yan had a severe case of mysophobia, never allowing anyone to so much as touch the hem of his clothes. Schoolgirls willing to confess to him could form a line around the campus, but Brother Yan likely couldn’t even remember the face of a single one of them. "I’m just reminding you. There haven’t been any so far, and there better not be in the future." Yan Song curled his lips, "Alright, alright, I promise, okay?" Girls really are troublesome. Ji Yunya extended her pinky finger, "Pinky promise, a hundred years no change, whoever changes is a dog." Yan Song, finding it childish, still extended his pinky. "Eh? Did I just miss some good drama?" Yan Ke’s puzzled voice came from behind them. Ji Yunya quickly retracted her hand and turned her back, bowing her head slightly. Yan Ke ran over cheerfully, ignoring Yan Song’s sullen glare, linked arms with Ji Yunya, "Sister Yun Ya, what were you and my brother just doing?" Ji Yunya felt the cool aura by her side, subtly pulled her hand back, "Your brother fell off his bike and hurt his foot. I was going to help him back home. Now that you’re here, you can help your brother instead. I’ve got something else to do, so I’ll be leaving first." With that, she moved to leave. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs N0velFire.ɴet Yan Ke quickly grasped her, his keen eyes spotting Ji Yunya’s swollen lips, and he asked in surprise, "Sister Yun Ya, what happened to your mouth?" Ji Yunya instinctively glanced at Yan Song, touched her lips, and the previously fading burning sensation surged again, along with her face getting even hotter. She was still a young girl, after all. No matter how steady and calm her heart was, she couldn’t escape the shyness that came with her youth. "I...." She felt a bit resentful towards Brother Yan at the bottom of her heart; it was really annoying and made it hard for her to explain. "Oh, I get it, Sister Yun Ya, did you have an allergic reaction to something?" Yan Ke said, blinking her clear, large eyes. Ji Yunya paused, then went with the flow, nodding, "Yeah." Yan Ke laughed, "I thought something bit you. I almost thought that thing was just too evil, to have messed up Sister Yun Ya’s pretty mouth like that. It’s an outright beast." Ji Yunya thought to herself, Exactly, when your brother goes crazy, he’s nearly the same as a beast. "Yan Ke." Yan Song opened his mouth with a dark tone, and Yan Ke suddenly shrank her neck, turning to glance at Yan Song, "Brother, what’s wrong with you? I wasn’t calling you a beast; don’t you label yourself." Seeing Yan Song’s increasingly darkening expression, she couldn’t help but cover her mouth in shock, "You mean Sister Yun Ya’s lips... you bit her? Oh my... you really are a beast...."