Upon hearing what Qin Zhan said, Bi Xia couldn't help but giggle. She placed her small hand down on her leg, her whole body shaking with laughter. Watching the youth's reaction, Qin Zhan helplessly flicked the youth's forehead. The youth yelped in pain but the next second, he grinned silently.
Qin Zhan had seen the youth's smile before, but he realized that every smile today carried an irresistible charm. As long as the youth's lips curved slightly, the heart hidden beneath his chest would start beating rapidly.
Raising his hand to put the youth's backpack over his shoulder, Bi Xia looked at Qin Zhan in confusion as he stood up in front of her. Despite the backpack looking extremely out of place on his suit, for some reason, the more Bi Xia looked at it, the more it seemed to suit him, without a trace of awkwardness.
Looking at the youth tilting his head up at him, those red lips curved, Qin Zhan couldn't help but smile faintly.
