Yun Bujun couldn't help but avert his gaze. He wasn't a saint himself, and seeing her so defenseless, he feared he might be tempted to bully her mercilessly.
Mianmian tugged her arm back with all her might, still feeling indignant, "My father will protect me."
Her father loved her so much; he would always protect her.
Yun Bujun looked at her cherubic face, unable to resist reaching out to pinch it. It felt wonderful, and he didn't want to let go, but Mianmian slapped his hand away.
"Where is your father now? You've fallen into my hands. If I were truly a bad person, you'd be ruined today," Yun Bujun said. As he spoke, his throat bobbed, and his body underwent subtle changes. The thought of bullying her mercilessly made him feel hot all over.
Yet, the thought of her being bullied by someone else made him want to kill.
These conflicting emotions made him feel a bit out of control. He quickly jumped off the bed and said, "Think it over yourself."
Mianmian: "..."
She also hastily jumped off the bed. She didn't dare stay on the bed any longer; it was too frightening. Qian Xiaoguo had shown her those kinds of movies, and they seemed so scary and shameful. How could anyone do such a thing?
Had he just wanted to do *that* to her?
Mianmian, terrified, ran out of the room again. However, she sensed a hint of a hasty retreat in Yun Bujun's demeanor.
Mianmian knew this bad guy wasn't really trying to hurt her. Seeing him lounging in the rocking chair, swaying carelessly as if nothing had happened, she stomped over angrily and said, "I want to go back to school."
"Climb over the wall yourself," Yun Bujun replied.
Mianmian got up, picked up her schoolbag, and prepared to climb the wall.
Just as she was setting up a stool to climb, Yun Bujun's voice came from behind her, "The people who ambushed me are still around. They won't give up so easily. They finally caught me alone and injured, the perfect opportunity to take me down. If you go out, you're bound to run into them."
Mianmian: "..."
"Are you serious?"
"Shh!" Yun Bujun suddenly raised a hand, signaling her to be quiet.
Indeed, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard from outside, along with voices. "I heard a noise over here. That kid named Yun must be nearby!"
"Split up and search."
Mianmian was startled. She hadn't expected these people to still be here. Her foot slipped, and she was about to fall from the stool, but she dared not make a sound. She was afraid of being discovered by these people and dared not make any noise, only waiting for the inevitable pain.
Just as Mianmian thought she was about to suffer a concussion from the fall, her body was caught by a solid embrace. Yun Bujun, seeing the young girl about to fall, was greatly alarmed. He jumped up and rushed over, narrowly catching her body before it hit the ground, becoming her cushion.
Mianmian crashed onto him, and Yun Bujun fell onto the hard ground. Mianmian quickly turned to check on him. Yun Bujun was also anxious about whether she was hurt. He looked up to see how she was. As they both turned, their lips met.
The soft touch, the sweet scent, like a fluffy cotton candy. Yun Bujun felt the sensation on his lips, his mind going blank. Mianmian's face instantly turned a deep crimson. She quickly turned her head away and covered her mouth with her hand.
The softness on his lips vanished, and Yun Bujun felt a pang of disappointment. After a long moment, neither of them moved, as if stunned by this accidental touch.