Perhaps it was late and there were only two of them at home.
Or maybe Fu Qingxuan felt bad because he was this close to smashing Shen Xi with a bowl, so he did not drive her away nastily when she picked up a pair of chopsticks to join him.
Watching Shen Xi enjoying the meal and digging in more than he was, who had been hungry all night, Fu Qingxuan asked, "I thought girls refrain from having supper?"
Mom and Aunt were against having supper.
His aunt, in particular, would not have another bite once it was past six o'clock in the evening. Aunt said fairies lived on morning dews and sweet nectars.
"You seem to have some misconception about girls." Chewing with delight, Shen Xi mumbled. "Why can't we eat if you boys can?"
Fu Qingxuan frowned. "I didn't have anything tonight. Did you have dinner?"
