Holding three bags that were almost too hot to handle, feeling the burning gaze from behind, Bi Xia stood expressionlessly at the door of the house, looking at the young man in the car who had a faint smile on his face. Taking a deep breath, she stepped forward towards Qin Zhan once again.
She bent down to lift Qin Zhan's chin, her starry eyes slightly raised, her red lips barely parted. As the pair of long, narrow eyes slowly darkened and the sound of breathing became heavier beside her ear, Bi Xia suddenly let out a light laugh, raising her hand to wrap the young man's arm and whispered in his ear, "Want it? Too bad!"
After saying that, she immediately pulled away and left.
Seeing the surprise in those narrow eyes, Bi Xia clicked her tongue, and then noticed that the surprise seemed to only last for a moment before it transformed into a dark and profound expression, like an endless deep pool where one can't see the bottom.
