He liked to watch the show and watch people lose their composure.
Then he could stay here. Anyway, he had been invited to stay.
Xia Houqing leisurely picked up the wine pot and poured himself a cup of white wine. Even his actions were very ostentatious and gorgeous.
Elder Qi retreated silently, like a ghost.
Xia Houqing casually took two sips of wine before his expression suddenly changed. He turned his head and covered his face as he coughed lightly.
His already snow-white face turned even paler. He was no longer as demonic as usual, but more weak and sickly.
Gu Yanfei glanced at the wine in Xia Houqing's cup and muttered in her heart: I've already told him that his Yang energy is insufficient, but he still drinks cold white wine. He really has a death wish!
Xia Houqing took out a white handkerchief and wiped his mouth. He casually threw it away, and right on the heels of that, he took out a red handkerchief and slowly wiped his fingers.
