Xu Xiangbei came out of the cellar, lit a cigarette. Young Master Du had turned the cellar into a cesspool-like stench, and he needed a puff to clean out his nasal passages.
Qiya was waiting for him outside the cellar, wearing ripped jeans and a semi-transparent white silk shirt that outlined her perfect figure.
Seeing Xu Xiangbei, a smile appeared on her beautiful face, and she extended her fair, slender hand, "Hand it over."
Xu Xiangbei grinned impishly and placed a cigarette in her palm, "Do you want to smoke?"
Qiya snorted coldly, tucked the cigarette behind her ear, "The rent, you're using my family's cellar without paying rent? Who rents a place without paying?"
Xu Xiangbei snickered, leaning towards Qiya with a mischievous grin, "No money, just one life. How about repaying the debt with your body?"
Qiya chuckled, and with a swift kick, Xu Xiangbei sidestepped lightly. Her crystal high heel swept past his shoulder, and Xu Xiangbei quickly caught her foot.
