Huo Xiao shoved the glass back, "I officially refuse. I think I've been splashed enough."
"Huo Xiao, I brought this specially for you; are you really going to refuse me?" She emphasized each word, pressing the issue.
Huo Xiao curled his lip, merciless, "No, you drink it..."
Ming Ge and Huo Xiao pushed the glass back and forth between them, acting like children.
But, this was their usual way of interacting.
Chu Mufeng had no idea and watched with twitching eyelids, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart...
This ominous premonition peaked when he saw Ming Ge and Huo Xiao shoving the glass back and forth, their hands almost entwining.
"..." At the entrance of the Rose Cottage, there came a knock, distinct knuckles tapping on the door with a unique elegance of cold aloofness.
The next second, the man's voice, crisp like pine smoke with a hint of dangerous opulence, emanated from amidst the splendid light, "Sorry, have you been waiting long?"
"..."
"..."
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