CHAPTER 125: REVISED: CHAPTER 125 GROUP PHOTO

Red lips curved, she found WeChat, clicked on ’Add Friend’, entered her own WeChat ID, and then took out her own phone to accept the request.

’Qin Zhan has become your friend, start a conversation now’

Her gaze shifted to the name, Bi Xia calmly nodded, yep, her Fourth Brother was indeed a lazy person, too lazy to even think of a name, just using his own.

Thinking this, her gaze continued to move, umm(⊙o⊙)...

Looking at Qin Zhan’s profile picture, then looking at Qin Zhan himself, Bi Xia rarely showed a surprised expression. In her mind, a fully yellow electric mouse appeared, with cute expressions and reddened cheeks, short hands rubbing, adorably calling ’Pika, Pika, Chu~~~’

Swallowing her saliva, she couldn’t have ever guessed that Qin Zhan’s profile picture was an ultra-cute version of Pikachu.

Even though she herself loved watching Pokémon, and she truly liked Pikachu, who, despite never evolving for thousands of years, still had enough fighting power to battle with legendary Pokémon, but if the person using it was Qin Zhan... it really felt a bit off...

In Bi Xia’s feeling, Fourth Brother should use... use... umm(⊙o⊙)...

Searching all the images in her super brain, finally blinking her eyes, forget it, Pikachu is fine, after all, the contrasting cuteness is also good... right...

Qin Zhan obviously understood what Bi Xia was thinking, lightly coughed unnaturally, and said with a straight face, "Lost a bet, this is the stake, got used to it after a while and couldn’t be bothered to change it."

"Oh." Bi Xia calmly nodded, returning the phone to Qin Zhan.

Fourth Brother actually lost a bet! She suddenly wanted to know the person who could make her Fourth Brother lose a bet, what should she do.

Taking the phone, he opened Bi Xia’s chat window.

Nickname: BNine Ah Nine Ah NineX

Mmhmm, Bi Xia plus Jiu, not bad, has substance.

However, his gaze also fell on that profile picture, instantly, Qin Zhan raised an eyebrow with a half-smile, looking at Bi Xia.

That WeChat profile picture was not a selfie nor any cute pet, but a red and white ball.

Back then, because of losing a bet, when Xu Renfei and the others were choosing an avatar for him, they had this exact picture of a ball. It wasn’t just any ball, but a Poké Ball specifically for capturing Pokémon.

In other words, the Poké Ball in her profile picture was exactly the one used to capture the Pikachu in his profile picture.

Bi Xia was slightly stunned, also realizing that their profile pictures unexpectedly matched.

If Xu Renfei were here, he would definitely scream, what is this, destiny! Perfectly matching couple avatars, don’t you think?!

Qin Zhan toyed with the phone, his sword-like brows slightly raised, his phoenix eyes full of teasing, "Is Little Nine trying to use this Poké Ball to capture Fourth Brother?"

"Ha," Bi Xia also understood, immediately not wanting to lose, curling her red lips, "Is Fourth Brother going to obediently become my Pokémon?"

This kid... really spoiled...

Qin Zhan squinted his eyes, suddenly recalling what Xu Renfei said when he sent him Bi Xia’s photo before.

Thus, Mr. Qin stood up, took a big step, and sat down beside Bi Xia. Under Bi Xia’s puzzled gaze, he opened the phone, clicked on the camera, and handed it to Bi Xia.

"What’s up?" Bi Xia took the phone, asking curiously.

"Take a photo," Qin Zhan raised his hand to wipe Bi Xia’s mouth, then with a long arm, he draped it over Bi Xia’s shoulder, "You take it."

For Qin Zhan’s sudden decision, Bi Xia twitched her mouth, but taking a selfie with Qin Zhan, that’s quite a rare event.

"1, 2, 3——!"

In an instant, the camera froze, in the photo, the extraordinarily handsome young man lightly pursed his red lips, with a closer look showing a faint curve, his starry eyes shining, clear and bright in his dark pupils.

And the young man beside her, with sharp-defined features showing the beauty of mixed blood, his handsome face with a slight expression, but the long phoenix eyes carried a gentle demeanor.

This was the first photo of the two, though hurried, it felt full of