Chapter 417 - 131 This thing belongs to me only (third watch)
Yun Ya touched gently and felt the heavy breathing of the person beside her. Suddenly, she got out of bed, rummaged through the bag on the floor, and found a ribbon. It was a purple ribbon, the kind a girl would use to tie her hair, quite delicate and pretty.
Yun Ya picked up a pen and wrote five big characters on it.
— "Ji Yunya Exclusive."
Yan Song just quietly watched her, suppressing a storm in his eyes.
Yun Ya twirled the ribbon around her fingers and raised an eyebrow at him, "Brother Yan, do you want to try it?"
Yan Song narrowed his eyes, "Do I have the right to object?"
"No."
Yun Ya suddenly pushed Yan Song, making him lie flat on the bed, and reached for his pants...
Yan Song’s eyes stared at her unblinkingly.
Yun Ya exclaimed, "God..."
She swallowed subconsciously.
That size... just thinking about it hurts.
Yan Song let out a cold snort, his eyes mischievously narrowed, "What, scared?"
Yun Ya glanced at him, "Who said I’m scared."
She flicked, felt Yan Song’s muffled grunt, covered her mouth, and chuckled softly, then took out the ribbon and wrapped it around, circle by circle.
In the end, she tied a beautiful bow, making sure the side with her name was visible. It looked really strange.
Yun Ya leaned in for a kiss, smiling, "Starting today, you’re not allowed to take it off, even when you shower. Wait until the day I take it off myself."
Yan Song’s breathing deepened suddenly, and he pulled her onto him, face to face, and said menacingly, "Ji Yunya, three years from now, this ribbon will be worn out. I’m protesting, it’s terribly uncomfortable."
"Protest denied. Now your little brother has clothes too, how can it be uncomfortable? Or are you saying you don’t care about me at all? I don’t care, you’re just not allowed to take it off," Yun Ya’s ability to act shamelessly was unmatched.
Yan Song sighed, "My dear, I’m running and jumping every day in the army. What if it falls off? I’d hate to see your efforts go to waste."
Yun Ya’s eyes rolled, "If it falls off, just wrap it back on. Anyway, you’re not allowed to remove it."
"But there are so many people in the army. What if someone sees it? Does my reputation even matter anymore?"
Yun Ya glared furiously, "What? You actually want people to see it?"
Yan Song, "The army is all men. Oh my heavens~"
"You actually want men to see it?" Yun Ya suddenly sat up, "They say there’s nine gays out of ten men in the army. It turns out my biggest rival isn’t women, but men..."
Yan Song: ...
Why did he feel like Yun Ya’s thought process was not on the same level as his...
In the end, it was Yan Song who surrendered.
Who made him fall for this woman? The thought was actually quite exciting.
Yun Ya lay beside him, snuggling into his arms and tightly hugging his waist, "When are you leaving?"
Yan Song passed his arm beneath her neck, gently patting her shoulder, and said softly, "After the college entrance examination."
Yun Ya counted on her fingers. The exam was on June 7th and 8th, and today was May 26th. So, did that mean they only had 13 days left?
Yun Ya’s nose started to feel sore, "Why so sudden?"
She remembered that in her previous life, Brother Yan didn’t join the army right after high school graduation. Although he ended up enlisting, the timing was different. She didn’t know what went wrong, and the feeling of not being in control made Yun Ya feel like there was a cloud pressing down on her heart, which was very uncomfortable.
"I have my own responsibilities to bear, and you know? My dream since childhood was to become a soldier and defend our country," Yan Song didn’t want to leave either, but he had no choice; it was a path he had to take.
"Give me three years. In three years, wait for me to come for you."
He made a promise.
Yun Ya shouldn’t be so selfish as to hold him back from moving forward; otherwise, neither of them would be happy.
Three years, she could wait.
"Okay, I’ll wait for you."
Yun Ya smiled and closed her eyes.
Soon after, the exhausted Yun Ya fell asleep. Her light breathing came through, the warm air brushing against his chest.
Yan Song looked down at the little person nestled in his arms, his lips curling into a smile he couldn’t suppress. His fingers affectionately caressed her cheek, and he leaned down to place a gentle kiss on her forehead.
Just as Yun Ya had said, only in Yan Song’s arms could she sleep peacefully. That night, Yun Ya slept soundly and sweetly.
In the morning, Yun Ya woke up naturally.
The curtains in the room were drawn, blocking out the bright, proud sun outside, but still, one or two mischievous rays sneaked in, casting spots on the floor.