Having heard the woman's words, Xia Bing's face had turned frighteningly dark, and Zhao Yang too was filled with rage!
Damn it, coarse grains are clearly better for people than white rice and flour, what's wrong with eating cornbread?
Zhao Yang was about to say something when he heard Xia Bing say, "What 'friends with benefits'? Xing Yuan, your words are becoming more and more groundless!"
Xing Yuan chuckled and said, "Is it me who's groundless, or the things you do? Oh, don't you dare admit it? This doesn't sound like the Xia Bing I know. You two rush here early in the morning for breakfast, are you trying to say that you didn't spend the night here? And you're not going to tell me you slept in separate rooms, are you?"
Zhao Yang was about to nod, to affirm that's indeed the case, but heard Xia Bing say, "Does sleeping in the same room necessarily mean 'friends with benefits'? Xing Yuan, you're imagining relationships to be too complicated."
