He sighed, his expression conflicted. He knew it would be better to get to the clinic, but what if word got out? How was she supposed to walk around school with her head held high? And forget taking her outside. There were teachers patrolling the corridor's. How was he supposed to explain the situation with her swollen lips?
'Why do you care? Do you like her? A voice in his head whispered.
"What are you waiting for?" Ning Yu's voice rang out, snapping him out of his thoughts.
Sun Yinghao removed his glasses and tossed them aside. His eyes were dark and intense as he leaned closer to her. "Don't regret it," he whispered, his voice husky and low. His warm breath caressed her lips, sending shivers down her spine. He captured her mouth in a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring every inch of her.
Sun Yinghao contemplated, thinking, 'It should be okay if I just use my hands. That would spare me from carrying this guilt around.'
