"Bro, I'm taking off," Gu Xia made a farewell gesture and was about to run.
The innocent Prince was utterly baffled…
"Master, you haven't finished eating?" he exclaimed in shock.
"I was just joking with you," she explained. "What I meant was... it's too expensive, I can't afford this meal. Next time, could you go for something under a thousand?"
Only then did the Prince understand where his master's joke had been.
All right, he forgave himself for his slow-wittedness.
"Just treat me to spicy hotpot next time."
"Haha, you think spicy hotpot is delicious too? Then add more sesame paste next time… It'll be even tastier."
Prince: ...
He was still struggling, whether to outright tell her that he was allergic to sesame paste or not.
After all, he had landed in the hospital for an afternoon after just a few bites last time.
But seeing his master so enthusiastic, maybe it's best to say nothing, to avoid spoiling the mood.
In the end, our adorably clueless Prince stayed silent.
