"Cool down."
His words were forthright, without a trace of embarrassment.
Qiao Xi was taken aback, her drowsiness fading away. Biting her lip, she spoke in a soft voice, "Is it really necessary? You weren't this restless before, always such a restrained person."
There had been instances during special times when he felt stirred, but he would soon calm down.
She had always been amazed by Huo Xingzhou's patience.
Huo Xingzhou turned to look at her, his profile intermittently clear and obscure in the light. He simply said, "Tonight, Young Master Sun switched my medicinal wine, giving me Deer Antler Wine to drink."
After finishing his sentence, he closed the bedroom door, shutting out the hallway light.
Qiao Xi's face flushed completely in the dim room, Deer Antler Wine?
No wonder he had been antsy all night.
As Huo Xingzhou walked downstairs, he noticed that the lights in the living room were still on; Young Master Sun and Old Chen were still boasting.