The softness transmitted through the skin numbed his limbs, especially the overly soft touch against his chest, which momentarily befuddled his mind and left him breathing slightly heavier.
Yun Ya smiled, got up from him, and reached out to help him, "Brother Yan, are you hurt anywhere?"
Yan Song ignored the sinking feeling in his heart and glared at her fiercely, "Ji Yunya, you did that on purpose, didn't you?"
Yun Ya blinked her eyes, her tone full of grievance, "Brother Yan, how could you think that of me?"
Yan Song snorted and raised his hand to rub the back of his head, when suddenly he winced in pain, "Damn that hurts."
"You're vicious when you bite. Is there anything in this world you wouldn't dare to do?" Yan Song always remembered the way Ji Yunya bit him fiercely when they fought as children, almost leaving him with a psychological scar.
Yun Ya smiled and placed her hand on her chest, "Thanks to you, Brother Yan, I have a half-inch scar here that will never go away."
