A silver sports car sped down the street. Bi Xia glanced sideways at the young man beside her with a stern expression, sensing the low air pressure around him. She tilted her head slightly and suddenly raised her hand to scratch his chin.
Screech—
The harsh sound of brakes echoed. The young man sharply turned the wheel to avoid the truck that nearly hit them, then he accelerated and turned into an alley.
As soon as the car stopped, the young man turned fiercely to face Bi Xia. Behind his sunglasses, his phoenix eyes were filled with fear and coldness, "Do you know how dangerous that was just now?"
Bi Xia remained silent. She hadn’t expected Qin Zhan to react so strongly. If it weren’t for Qin Zhan’s quick reflexes, they might have actually gotten into an accident...
Looking at the silent Bi Xia with her head bowed, Qin Zhan took a deep breath. Finally, he raised his hand to touch the top of her head, "I’m sorry, Little Nine."
Bi Xia shook her head, "I didn’t consider everything just now. I forgot we were on the road, and there was a lot of traffic."
She leaned over to hug Qin Zhan, "Fourth Brother, don’t be mad."
Holding Bi Xia tightly, Qin Zhan kissed her soft hair, "It’s not your fault. I didn’t control my emotions well."
Bi Xia’s red lips curved up. She looked up at Qin Zhan with raised eyebrows, "Were you jealous? I sensed that sothing was off with your mood just now."
"You little clever one," Qin Zhan poked Bi Xia’s forehead, reached for another pair of sunglasses in the car, and personally put them on Bi Xia, "I felt like beating Xu Renfei up."
"Huh?" Bi Xia looked puzzled, "Why?"
"You don’t like him," Qin Zhan paused, "and I don’t either."
In an instant, Bi Xia understood what Qin Zhan ant. She chuckled softly and rested her head on his chest, listening to him quietly say, "At the school gate, I felt your inner aversion. You don’t like people constantly focusing on your private life. Indeed, they might impact your family."
Bi Xia nodded, "That’s right, I don’t like it. Even going out, I have to wear sunglasses. I’m not even a celebrity."
Qin Zhan smiled, his phoenix eyes showing helplessness. This little thing had no idea how charming she truly was.
"But..." Bi Xia bit her lip, "They’re also quite lovely."
"At first, I was indeed very impatient. But later on, I found them quite adorable. When they see , they get excited like they’re seeing their idol. They love what I love, enjoy what I enjoy, hate what I hate."
"For instance, when I helped Xu Renfei last ti, they didn’t think I was impulsive nor that I was arrogant. They just trusted , the person I believe in. Their affection is quite pure. Over ti, I think they’re rather cute."
Saying this, Bi Xia furrowed her brows, "Except for losing my private life."
Qin Zhan listened to Bi Xia’s words and paused, "Are you talking about ?"
"Huh?"
The young man slowly curled his lips, speaking in a deep voice in her ear, "Love what you love, enjoy what you enjoy, hate what you hate, believe what you believe. Unconditionally support you, like you, love you, devote my entire life to you... This..."
"...describes , doesn’t it?"
Bi Xia’s face turned red, and she smiled while pinching Qin Zhan’s cheeks, "Turns out our Mr. Qin is also a fan of mine. Shouldn’t I reward you then?"
Qin Zhan let Bi Xia do as she pleased, his phoenix eyes filled with indulgence, "I’m not just a simple fan of the Empress. I’m a mad fan."
"I want a place in your life. I want you to think about wherever you are. I want you to belong to forever. I want..." Qin Zhan slightly lowered his head, his tongue briefly brushing against Bi Xia’s earlobe, his voice husky, "Bi Xia’s heart to belong only to Qin Zhan."
Low laughter slowly rose within Qin Zhan’s embrace. Bi Xia’s hands encircled his neck, her sunglasses unknowingly removed, revealing her beautiful star-like blue eyes. She gently nibbled on his Adam’s apple, his chin, and finally his thin lips.
"Fourth Brother, then be my one and only super fan."
Qin Zhan’s phoenix eyes darkened as he lifted Bi Xia’s chin, "...Alright."
Bi Xia’s lips curled seductively, "Then next, you can kiss your idol... My Mr. Qin."
A deep, alluring laugh slowly rose from Qin Zhan’s throat. He gradually closed in, eventually eting those tender lips, "Alright, my Mrs. Qin."
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