"Yeah."
Lu Xi'an smiled at Yao Wei and nodded.
He could tell that the sincere Yao Wei was not just comforting him, but also telling the truth from her heart, so he said:
"That's right, I really don't want to shove such a big fuel nozzle into my mouth, nor do I want my mouth full of gasoline, take a sip and have to 'pffff' spit it out, and then rinse my mouth afterward."
Yao Wei said, "If there's a time when the fuel machine can't be used, and the oil pump is broken, and there's really no other way, I can do it."
Lu Xi'an responded, "Don't even mention it, the oil pump is in good shape, why talk about it being broken? Are you deliberately hoping for something bad to happen, wanting to try it out?"
Yao Wei could tell Lu Xi'an was joking, so she wasn't upset, saying, "No."
The two of them stopped talking and focused on extracting fuel.
