Feng Huang didn't seem to mind the situation all that much. Her ruby eyes observed the jug held by Chou with obvious curiosity, until eventually, she stuck out her pink tongue, licking the remaining liquid within the bottle.
After sampling the wine, Feng Huang moaned contentedly. "Mmhm. Actually, this drink is not bad at all."
Chou sighed deeply and pinched the space between his fine eyebrows, wondering if perhaps, all females were creatures prone to foolishness.
As for 'Snowball', once the disguised Fox Spirit had previously found out that there was no food involved in tonight's menu, he had simply made himself comfortable by resting upon Bao Li's chaise. He disregarded the ongoing conversation, and allowed the girls to blabber about whatever silly talks they wished.
That had been the case for most of the night, up until the moment Her Ladyship's subordinate had begun to pitifully cry.
