Qin Zhan leaned against the car and lit a cigarette, exhaling a cloud of white smoke with each breath. Hearing Bi Xia’s words, Qin Zhan chuckled and turned to look at Bi Xia, "If I said I didn’t know either, would you believe me?"
"I would," Bi Xia opened his eyes and looked at Qin Zhan, "Having a reason for everything you do would just be boring and old-fashioned."
Qin Zhan was slightly taken aback as he deeply gazed at the frail and small boy sitting on the car roof. The boy’s dazzling star-like eyes, which outshone the night sky, glittered with endless brilliance.
Qin Zhan suddenly remembered the scene when he first met Bi Xia. The boy, who looked so fragile that he might be blown away by the wind, surprisingly harbored unimaginable strength within his body.
Every meeting with the boy seemed to witness his growth, always bringing unexpected admiration and insights.
Bi Xia turned his head to look at the young man leaning lightly against the car. The black suit had already been taken off and draped over the car hood. The white shirt was unbuttoned at the top, and the tie loosened and messy. The rolled-up sleeves ended at the wrists, exposing skin that hinted at underlying strength.
A cigarette was caught between his fingers, each inhale and exhale exuding a hint of roguish freedom.
Always presenting a refined and aloof image, Qin Zhan now carried a lazy demeanor within his aloofness. There was a blend of elegance and nonchalance, making it hard for anyone to see through or understand him.
Though he appeared young, he always gave off a mature vibe, a very contradictory one.
{What do you think? Isn’t he quite handsome?} 007 suddenly emerged from the darkness, giggling lecherously. {Late at night, not returning home, an unattached man and woman meeting alone on a mountaintop. Watch out, the big bad wolf might get you~}
’Shut up!’ Bi Xia rolled his eyes unceremoniously. Content originally comes from NoveI(F)ire.net
{Seriously though, after analyzing him, the young man in front of you is absolutely top-tier. All his physical functions are rated S-level and above.}
{As the future strongest man... oh no, goddess, he’s the most suitable young man I’ve ever seen for you.}
’Screw you!’ Bi Xia cursed expressionlessly, ’How many people have you even seen? You think he’s the most suitable for me? Aren’t you supposed to be the strongest system? Why do you sound like a matchmaking system!’
{Hmph, I’ve entered your body now, and although the goal was to cultivate you into the strongest man, you’re actually a girl,} 007 sighed. {Since I can’t train you, I’ll just have to find the best match for you anytime, anywhere.}
{Beep—! Foul language detected and blocked.}
A deep voice sounded in his ear. Bi Xia turned his eyes to see Qin Zhan, who had noticed his distraction at some point. Shaking his head lightly, he said, "I didn’t expect you to smoke."
Unfazed, Qin Zhan raised an eyebrow and exhaled a puff of smoke, "You don’t like it?"
"It’s okay," Bi Xia placed the empty milk bottle by his side, supporting himself with his hands and slightly leaning back, "I just didn’t think that someone as proper as you would smoke."
Qin Zhan looked at the glowing tip of his cigarette and said calmly, "Even if you like it, don’t smoke. It’s not good for you."
"If you know it’s not good, why do you still do it?"
Lazily discarding the still-glowing cigarette butt on the ground, he crushed it with his black leather shoe, "So you think I’m a proper person."
Extending his words, he narrowed his long, almond-shaped eyes, "Proper..."
After all, he’s still a kid...
Qin Zhan glanced at Bi Xia, keeping a composed expression. The corner of his mouth curved into an undetectable smile. So be it; they’d already kissed and touched. Even though he’s a kid, since he’s decided to protect him, he’d protect him to the end. Hadn’t he already decided the last time?
Seeing that Qin Zhan was unwilling to talk more about smoking, Bi Xia didn’t dwell on it. He just cast a glance at Qin Zhan and turned to look forward.
It was night after all, and nowadays, his body wasn’t as strong as it used to be. A breeze made him shiver reflexively. Frowning, Bi Xia sniffed, wondering why it suddenly got so cold.
Thinking this, he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders and smelled a faint, clean scent mixed with tobacco. Someone ruffled his hair, making him look up unhappily.
The young man had a faint smile on his cold face. He bent slightly, looking down at the cross-legged boy on the car, "From today, call me Fourth