Yun Ya got up and saw Yan Song sitting on the sofa, his face dark.
Yun Ya walked over with a smile: "Brother Yan, what's wrong?"
Yan Song suddenly snatched her up and swept her into his embrace, pressing her tightly against his chest and gazing intently into her eyes.
"Who is he?"
Yun Ya feigned innocence, "Who?"
Yan Song punished her by tickling her underarms; Yun Ya was most afraid of tickling, giggling out loud, struggling in his arms, yet always being firmly held by his large hands: "Okay, okay… His name is Allen, a friend I met when I was studying in M Country. He's helped me a lot, and he's also a very skilled hacker. Don't tell me you're even jealous of him…"
Yan Song nibbled on her neck, breathing heavily: "I'm cautious around any male that appears near you."
