Song Wei and Ling Qingxue's faces heated up, and they glared at Xia Ruofei in unison. The more fiery-tempered Ling Qingxue refused to be outdone. "I think you're the one who needs a boost! Speaking of energy consumption... yours seems to be much higher! Oh, right, you should eat more of these quail eggs to replenish your protein!"
Song Wei's cheeks flushed bright red, but she couldn't help giggling. She was too embarrassed to even open her eyes to look at Xia Ruofei.
"I was the one steering the conversation into the gutter just now. How did she suddenly grab the steering wheel and floor the gas pedal?" Xia Ruofei thought, completely dumbfounded.
Finding the banter a bit too much to handle, veteran driver Xia hurriedly got up to serve rice for everyone.
After lunch, the three of them cleared the dining table together, washed the dishes, and sat in the living room. They brewed a packet of mother tree, Da Hong Pao tea and chatted while drinking.
