"Flying Moutai, he's had it before, but why does the kick feel so strong today? Better call Qin Yang over..."
Ruan Xinxue's cheeks were flushed, biting her silver teeth, as if she had thought of a certain situation. She then reached into her bag and took out her phone and a few talismans.
Nighttime, beneath the bright moonlight, inside Ruan Xinxue's apartment.
Qin Yang had cooked three pots of medicinal food, and the entire apartment was filled with an enticing aroma.
"Little Cool Girl, dinner's ready."
Qin Yang shouted towards upstairs.
Ling Xiaoyu had just finished her bath, and upon hearing Qin Yang's call, she came down from upstairs, wearing pajamas and cute bunny slippers, clomping down quickly.
"Dinner's ready, that's great."
Ling Xiaoyu's eyes lit up and she cheerfully walked over.
"Where's Sister Ruan?"
Qin Yang asked.
