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?"
