On the way back, the two of them tacitly remained silent. Qiao Shanshan was planning to feign ignorance for a little while, waiting for Tang Xian to bring up certain topics.
Then she would pretend to decline before reluctantly agreeing in the end.
Tang Xian was simply too lazy to talk, mainly because Qiao Shanshan had already shown her attitude.
When they returned to the treehouse, the fish wasn't cooked yet. Tang Xiaojiu was beside them, drooling uncontrollably, guarding the pot as if waiting for years.
Qiao Shanshan felt like the wine was still warm, but the enemy's head had already fallen.
After repeating the necessary steps to cook the meal several times and carrying Tang Xiaojiu away, Qiao Shanshan couldn't help but ask:
"What about your other teammates?"
"They haven't shown up yet," Tang Xian said, timing the cooking and watching the fish soup.
"They haven't shown up? Wait, how many people are in your team now?"
