Zhihao was glaring at Huo Qi sinisterly as those blue eyes darkened. You could tell a storm was brewing.
"Hehe... Just joking... It's a joke, there's no way!" With disgust on his face, he has never imagined having a relationship with a fellow man. There was no way and how can it be Huo Ting Cheng? This man was frosty, cold, and unfeeling. He sometimes wonders how they get along now.
"Geeez! With such handsome men surrounding my friend, how can she lower her taste and standards? If I were her, I wouldn't mind tasting each and every one of you since you are so tasteful!" Xu Xie jokingly spoke up, eying Huo Wu, who was quietly seated on the dining chair, minding his own business. He looked younger and fresher, but still, they weren't a match for Huo Ting Cheng. This man was the epitome of elegance and exquisite taste, and his aura was unmatched. Everyone would easily be allure over with those eyes.
