"Mmm... Qin Zhan!" Bi Xia was momentarily stunned, feeling the gentle tenderness of the young man. Taking advantage of the brief moment of clarity, he pushed Qin Zhan slightly, "You’re cheating!"
Slightly rising, Qin Zhan looked at the boy beneath him with a playful expression, "Cheating? Do you want to give me a yellow card?"
"Yellow card?" Bi Xia’s starry eyes glared at someone, lifting his hand to pinch Qin Zhan’s chin, threatened, "Not just a yellow card, a straight red card off the field!"
Qin Zhan, unhurried, smiled cheerfully, and without removing Bi Xia’s hand from his chin, lowered his head to peck those crimson cherry lips again. Nose to nose with his little one, his voice low and slightly hoarse, "If it’s a red card, wouldn’t it be a loss not to do something?"
Before Bi Xia could react, Qin Zhan directly bit down on the boy’s lower lip. The boy frowned slightly in pain, his lips parted, as Qin Zhan’s nimble and assertive tongue invaded, entangling with the boy’s small tongue.
Qin Zhan gently licked the boy’s red lips. He didn’t know when his fingers, which held the boy’s hands, gradually interlaced, holding tightly, as if wanting to keep the boy firmly in his grasp, not allowing any slack.
Bi Xia’s starry eyes slightly opened, unexpectedly meeting those dark, passionate phoenix eyes. The brown had turned into a golden hue, making Bi Xia momentarily dazed.
Actually, whenever Qin Zhan kissed Bi Xia, he preferred not to close his eyes. He always wanted to see the boy kissing him, as closing his eyes made him feel like it was all a dream, and waking up would turn it into bubbles.
Not knowing why, looking into those red-gold phoenix eyes, Bi Xia suddenly felt a sense of insecurity in this seemingly omnipotent person. What was he insecure about?
Gently raising his hand to cover the young man’s eyes, Bi Xia slightly raised his neck, pressing his cherry lips lightly against those thin lips. His tightly held hands reversed their grip on the young man, a cool voice carrying a trace of softness, "Fourth Brother, I will always be here."
The young man paused, his thin lips pressed tightly, and he suddenly pressed the boy down. There was no kissing, no licking, no intimate actions, just burying his head in the boy’s neck. Such a simple gesture, yet it somehow felt beautiful. They just nestled together, neither speaking to break this layer of tranquility.
Suddenly, a low laugh sounded muffled against the neck, then gradually grew louder. Hearing Qin Zhan’s laughter, Bi Xia also smiled softly, raising his hand to gently pat someone’s back, "Get up."
Qin Zhan didn’t get up; instead, he rubbed his neck against the boy’s, causing a bout of ticklishness. Bi Xia shook his head with an amused and helpless expression, how could he be acting coquettish now?
Bi Xia’s starry eyes rolled, his tone lightly teasing and mocking, "Fourth Brother, are you acting coquettish?"
Qin Zhan’s body stiffened. Without expression, he got up and returned to his seat, raising his hand to straighten his hair. He turned to look at Bi Xia, who wore a half-smiling expression. Qin Zhan paused, then sighed softly, stroking the boy’s disheveled black hair, and said, "In front of my own wife, acting a bit spoiled is a form of happiness too."
Watching Qin Zhan open the car door and come towards him, Bi Xia subconsciously covered his face. Damn, he already had no resistance to Qin Zhan. Now, faced with a serious Qin Zhan professing his love, Bi Xia felt that his resistance to Qin Zhan was approaching zero.
The car door opened, and Bi Xia looked up to meet Qin Zhan’s affectionate phoenix eyes. He hesitated, then suddenly smiled and got out of the car. When Qin Zhan closed the car door behind him, Bi Xia pushed Qin Zhan against the car door and, under those startled phoenix eyes, licked his lips playfully.
One hand propped against the car door beside the young man, the other grabbed the young man’s collar, pulling him down to stay close. Bi Xia raised his eyebrows, "Qin Zhan, I want to kiss you!"
Qin Zhan paused for a moment, then suddenly flashed a brilliant smile. Even with such a smile, it was gentle and warm, like the sunlight warming Bi Xia’s heart, making him momentarily dazed.
Bi Xia cursed lowly, screw restraint, my man, I’ll kiss him if I want! ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ N0veI.Fiɾe.net
Thinking so, Bi Xia directly tilted his head and kissed him. The phoenix eyes, flashing with joyful tenderness, looked deeply at the closed-eyed boy kissing him. Qin Zhan then deepened the kiss, Little Nine... my Little Nine...