The air suddenly became quiet.
Sun Zhe looked at Xia Shiqing with a strange expression, and after a long while, he said, "Not really, are you serious?"
Xia Shiqing lifted her face in his arms, stared into his eyes, and retorted, "What do you think?"
"Uh..."
Sun Zhe awkwardly turned his face elsewhere, "I can tell you're just joking."
"Slap!"
Xia Shiqing slapped his head, saying coyly, "Who's your buddy? Every day, no respect at all, call me Auntie!"
"Oh."
"Oh, my ass. Come drink with Auntie!"
Sun Zhe sighed helplessly, reached out to push her away from his embrace, "Alright, alright, I'll accompany you. I'll go fight at the underground arena tomorrow."
Xia Shiqing took out her car key and tossed it to him, "You drive."
"No need, I have a car."
Saying this, he raised his hand and waved lightly towards the open space in front. In a flash of light, an Apollo supercar appeared out of nowhere.
