"Qing'er..." Dugu Ling fell stickyly on Qiqing's body and said aggrievedly.
Qiqing raised his eyebrows and looked at Dugu Ling, wondering what was wrong with this guy!
Bai Ziyu didn't tolerate him. He swept the cups on the table and rushed straight to Dugu Ling's face.
Dugu Ling immediately leaned back, hooked his feet on the edge of the table, and moved away from the table.
With a flick of his sleeve, the cup full of tea fell to the edge of the table with a thud.
The tea spilled onto the table, splashing a few drops of water.
Yu Wuchen reached out and pulled Ning Anan, who was in a daze. The teacup rolled to Ning Anan's side and broke into small pieces of porcelain.
Dugu Ling's eyes turned cold, and he slapped the table. Suddenly, the teacups and kettles on the table flew up.
Dugu Ling sneered, opened his folding fan and swept it towards these instruments, intending to throw all of them at Bai Ziyu.
If this is true, Huangfu Lingao, who is beside Bai Ziyu, will definitely suffer as well.
Huangfu Lingao's eagle eyes flashed, and he turned his palm into strength, slapping the flying teacup and teapot.
The internal forces of the two sides collided, and before Bai Ziyu could make a move, the porcelain utensils originally placed on the table shattered into foam and scattered all over the table.
A faint white smoke floated in the air, and the air seemed to freeze.
All I could hear was the noisy sounds coming from the hall outside the curtain...
Kill Riyuexingchen, Heishi, Zhou Nian, Po and others who were sitting at the table next to him.
They all stared blankly at everything that happened on the table.
Qiqing let out a soft, short laugh. Dugu Ling immediately shrank his neck and looked at Qiqing in horror.
With a grin, he said in a flattering smile: "Qing...Qing'er..."
Huangfu Lingao turned his gaze away and looked outside the curtain, feeling a strange sense of guilt...
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