Watching the door slam as Qin Zhongyang stormed out, Qin Zhan’s face darkened. "It seems the doormen’s standards are really getting lower and lower. No one even knows who’s in charge of the Qin Family anymore."
Qin Zhongyang had barged into his home for the second time already, and he always knew exactly where to find him.
With his almond eyes slightly narrowed, he thought about some people in the Qin Family. Why couldn’t they just know their place?
"Fourth Brother?"
Bi Xia’s voice brought Qin Zhan back to the present. Qin Zhan smiled faintly. "It’s nothing, just someone thinking Fourth Brother has been too happy recently and wants to make him a little angry."
Tilting her head slightly, Bi Xia curled her red lips. "What’s there to be angry about? Instead of letting that person provoke you, why don’t we make it so he doesn’t even have the energy to be angry."
Qin Zhan’s almond eyes smiled as he nodded at Bi Xia’s red lips. "Jiu has a point."
However, looking at Bi Xia in his shirt, appearing especially alluring, and at the necklace on her neck, Qin Zhan’s almond eyes half-squinted and he looked at Bi Xia dangerously. "Jiu, why don’t you explain why you came downstairs dressed like this?"
Bi Xia looked down at her outfit. "Oh, I came down to piss off that so-called Colonel Qin Zhongyang. Didn’t he come to pick a fight because he heard you kissed a guy? So let’s just piss him off completely. Anyway, I have Fourth Brother to protect me."
"Really..." He looked up and gently stroked Qin Zhan’s face. "Fortunately, our Fourth Brother isn’t like Qin Zhongyang. Otherwise, just thinking of that face with various women, I’d want to scratch it off."
Qin Zhan was slightly taken aback, then couldn’t help but laugh lightly. "You really went out of your way to offend your so-called father-in-law today."
Bi Xia smiled slyly. "As long as Fourth Brother dislikes him for another day, he will be my enemy, Bi Xia’s enemy. As for the term ’father-in-law’... we’ll talk about it when you forgive him."
Listening to Bi Xia’s words, Qin Zhan paused, finally sighed lightly with some helplessness, then picked Bi Xia up horizontally and walked towards the upstairs, "You, this little thing that defends without limits."
Bi Xia wrapped her arms around Qin Zhan’s neck, tilted her head innocently, "I do have limits."
"Oh?" Qin Zhan pushed open the door. "Tell me what they are."
With a slight force in her arms, her red lips pecked at his thin lips, her starry eyes curved, smiling brightly, "Qin Zhan."
Qin Zhan is the line Bi Xia won’t cross to defend.
Qin Zhan is the boundary of Bi Xia’s principles.
Anything Qin Zhan hated, Bi Xia would also hate.
Anything Qin Zhan loathed, Bi Xia would also loathe.
But whatever Qin Zhan liked, loved, it could only be Bi Xia.
As if understanding what Bi Xia was thinking, Qin Zhan smiled slightly, returned the kiss devoutly, "Me too."
When the boy was laid on the bed, he reached out to remove the necklace, looking at the girl beneath him. She was wearing his shirt, half-concealing, half-revealing. His almond eyes darkened, his voice hoarse, "Little demon, you’re not here to make Qin Zhongyang mad, but to seduce me."
Bi Xia raised an eyebrow and smiled, lifting Qin Zhan’s chin with her hand, "So, Immortal, have I seduced you?"
"Do you know?" Qin Zhan didn’t answer Bi Xia, instead, suddenly asked out of nowhere.
"Hmm? What?"
Looking at the girl’s perplexed gaze, Qin Zhang smiled evilly, fixed the girl’s arms with his large hand, leaned closer to her ear, his voice low and hoarse, "A man’s desire in the morning is no less than at night."
Bi Xia was stunned, then immediately raised her eyebrows provocatively, "But right now... would you be willing?"
"Little brat, I really am not willing," Qin Zhan kissed Bi Xia’s lips dotingly, straightened up, looked at Bi Xia meaningfully, "But, some things, a man can’t hold back... It hurts a lot, Jiu. Would you be willing to make Fourth Brother suffer like this?"
Bi Xia opened her mouth slightly, bit her lip lightly, "But, right now, it’s really inconvenient for me... then, what should we do..."
"There are many ways..." Qin Zhan’s thin lips curled up, his lips gradually moving downwards, "It’s okay, Fourth Brother will teach you."