"That settles it," Tang Fei said.
So, the two of them quickly packed up and stealthily drove back to the courtyard.
"Are you hungry? I'll go make us something to eat," Tang Fei said.
Initially, it was supposed to be a simple test, but he hadn't expected so many things to happen midway.
After a grueling fight with Shen Qingping and then lying in the hospital bed for so long, Tang Fei was famished.
"Hungry," Phoenix nodded and replied, "I'm so hungry my stomach's sticking to my spine."
Tang Fei glanced at her chest and said, "It's not that bad... not that bad..."
"Where are you looking, Tang Fei?"
"You said your front's sticking to your back. I wanted to see if that's true... How can you lie to people like that?"
"..."
Tang Fei wanted to cook, but Phoenix stopped him.
"Enough, enough. You're too tired from today to be cooking," Phoenix said, opening the refrigerator. "I'll cook."
"You know how to cook?" Tang Fei asked, surprised.