Listening to Qin Zhan's words, Bi Xia felt a mix of shame and anger. She flipped over and pinned Qin Zhan beneath her. "I prefer calling you something else over 'husband'…"
Her red lips parted slightly, pronouncing each word slowly, "Brother, brother…"
Qin Zhan paused, his phoenix eyes darkening. His thin lips slowly curved into a smile as he lifted her chin, gazing teasingly at the girl's starry eyes, "Then what should I call you?"
"Jiu?"
"..."
"Madam?"
"I…"
"Wife?"
"You…"
"No," Qin Zhan raised a hand to cover Bi Xia's mouth. "Since Madam calls her husband 'brother,' shouldn't the brother call Madam… 'sister'?"
"Hmm?" Bi Xia looked at Qin Zhan.
Qin Zhan's lips curved as he lifted the strands of hair from her forehead, "Then does this mean we have a… dangerous relationship?"
"Qin Zhan!" Bi Xia propped herself up, glaring at Qin Zhan.
