Chapter 51 I Promise Not to Speak

She regretted it the moment she said it, and her regret reached its peak the second before Song Yun led her into his dormitory.

Why did she agree on a whim?

Entering the dormitory filled with her portraits, Song Yun showed no sign of guilt. He closed the door, eagerly cupped her face in his hands, and leaned down to kiss her.

Cool lips, enveloped in the quiet, youthful scent of pine.

Song Yun let out a satisfied sigh, his breath mingling with the girl's, and his deep kisses grew stronger with each one, as if he wanted to embed her into his body.

Jiang You's breathing quickened from the kiss, and her head began to spin. She reached out her right hand to push Song Yun away, "That's enough, that's enough..."

Who knew that Song Yun, who was always well-behaved and harmless, grabbed her right wrist, twisted it behind her back, and pressed it against her lower back.

He kissed her as he walked forward.

Jiang You was forced to back up until his calves touched the edge of the bed, and his body fell backward uncontrollably, landing on it.

Song Yun knelt on either side of the girl, his body bent over.

As a master comic artist, the boy had long been familiar with human anatomy and knew exactly where a person's strengths lay.

She always thought Song Yun was a bit naive, but someone who could create comics that were popular all over the world must have a wide range of knowledge. Not to mention anything else, he must have read erotic novels, and they covered both Asia and Europe.

Moreover, Song Yun, who was admitted to university at the age of nine, has a terrifyingly high IQ. Despite the emotional deprivation he experienced after a disaster, his IQ remains perfectly intact.

Song Yuntu gazed with fascination at the girl's gradually fading dark eyes beneath him, his clear, lucid gaze fixed on her. "I've finally caught you, my muse."

Jiang You barely managed to maintain a sliver of rationality: "Wait a minute, there's no condom."

“Yes,” Song Yun kissed her collarbone, stretched out his arm, groped on the table with his large hand, grabbed something, and then pulled it back.

Seeing the girl's confused look, he explained in a hoarse voice, "Song Wenxi said it would come in handy and asked me to buy it."

The day before school started, at the same supermarket where Xia Yan bought the product, and with the same cashier, Song Wenxi saw Durex condoms on the shelf and asked her brother to get her size.

Song Wenxi thought that it would come in handy someday, so she might as well buy it now for good luck, in case her brother succeeds and hits a home run.

Seeing the boy preparing to take off his pants, Jiang You swallowed hard. It's not just men who like to think with their lower bodies; women do too.

Just then, Xia Yan's WeChat ringtone rang, and Jiang Youxin shuddered violently, his mind becoming completely clear.

Damn it, what was she thinking? She hasn't broken up with Xia Yan yet!

"Song Yun, put your pants on," Jiang You said, sitting up from the bed as he dressed.

She held her phone, looking at it, but the call didn't go through. However, the other party kept calling again and again.

Song Yun pursed his thin lips, knowing there was no chance. Reluctantly, he put on his pants, sat down next to the girl with a sullen expression, put his arms around her waist, rested his chin on her shoulder, lowered his eyes, and stared at her phone screen without any emotion.

Feeling guilty, Jiang You prepared to leave Song Yun's dormitory to answer the phone outside.

"Youyou," Song Yun said innocently without letting go of her, "Are you sure you want to go out now?"

The girl's face was now flushed, her hair was messy, her lips were swollen, and there were hickeys on her neck.

Jiang You knew it wasn't a good time to go out, but if she didn't answer the phone, she was afraid Xia Yan would just fly over and she'd be finished.

“Youyou, you can answer it here,” Song Yun said innocently, nuzzling her neck. “I promise I won’t say a word.”