Chapter 186
Jiang You returned to his dormitory with these thoughts in mind.
Asking for help from others is not an easy thing.
It may not have caused any serious consequences. The memory of feeling wronged and angry that day seems to have faded, and the strong desire for revenge has also disappeared.
Song Yun looked at Jiang You, taking in her absent-minded expression.
People are always greedy. Before she came, he thought that seeing her once would be enough. But after she came, he thought that she could stay longer, that she could be completely focused on him, and that he couldn't even think about anything else.
He bit his lip lightly, got off the bed, and whispered, "Youyou?"
The last syllable of his voice would always rise unconsciously, carrying a soft, coquettish tone like a kitten's, drifting lightly into her ear, as if whispering in her ear, making her body tingle.
Jiang You, who was still thinking about the old man, came back to his senses and saw Song Yun sit down next to her, take one of her hands, and play with it carefully in front of her.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked, his eyes lowered. His fluffy chestnut curls fell naturally, his neck was slender and fair, and his skin was translucent and radiant in the light.
Because of her refined diet, her porcelain-white cheeks had a faint pink tinge, and her red lips and white teeth gave her an air of pampered elegance.
Noticing her dazed gaze, Song Yun moved closer and rested her chin on her shoulder.
His warm breath brushed against her neck, and Jiang You trembled, unconsciously tilting her body to the side to avoid his chin resting on her shoulder.
"Right, right~"
A languid yet tender voice gently caressed his heart, and Jiang You's eyes met hers in his amber pupils. Like a glass bead soaked in morning dew, it was completely devoid of worldly wealth, filled only with her reflection.
Her heart was racing. She was stunned for a moment when a hand slipped inside her clothes, stroking her waist upwards. In less than two seconds, her fingertips touched her bra clasp.
He craned his neck and leaned in quickly, silencing her before she could say anything.
His kissing skills improved, and he lured her tongue into his mouth. Whenever she tried to pull it away, the boy would mischievously bite her gently with his teeth.
Jiang You didn't dare to exert any force. While catching her breath, she pushed Song Yun away and got off the sofa.
The next second, he pulled her back and stared straight at her: "I want it."
Her eyes were shimmering with a faint red, and her burning desire seemed to be dragging her into a paradise of ultimate bliss.
It has to be said that his desire was indeed aroused. Jiang You turned his head away and firmly refused: "No, your injury hasn't healed yet."
He paused for a moment, blinked, took her hand and held it to his heart, saying with a childlike grievance and innocence, "I feel so bad, Youyou."
"We'll talk about it when you're better."
“Let’s slow down,” he said, staring intently at her, licking his lips with his tongue. The erotic gesture almost made Jiang You lose control.
The other person's seduction continued; he meowed like a kitten, the last syllable drawn out, trembling as it drifted into one's ears: "Come on~."
Jiang You swallowed hard, leaned closer, and mumbled, "I want it."
She suddenly stood up: "I said no."
Forget about it. After killing fish at RT-Mart for ten years, her heart is already as cold as a knife.
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