Perhaps noticing Bi Xia's distraction, Qin Zhan's phoenix eyes darkened slightly. He suddenly raised his hand and embraced the young man by the waist, letting the young man's legs wrap around his waist. He turned around and gently placed the young man on the table, lowering his head to softly touch his forehead to the young man's forehead.
He caressed the young man's cheek, his voice low and tender, "Do whatever you want to do. I said, Fourth Brother will always be here. If you get tired, just come back, Fourth Brother will help you."
So, don't be sad, it makes me want to tear those people... to shreds.
Gently raising his eyes to look at Qin Zhan's serious gaze, Bi Xia suddenly smiled faintly, curling his lips. He gripped the large hand that was caressing his cheek with one hand, tilted his head slightly, closed his eyes a little, and let his soft red lips lightly touch the young man's strong jaw.
