This look of being wronged nearly made Qinghe lose her composure laughing. She reached out for a handshake and teased, "All this gratitude just for raising my hand, if that's the case, now that you've helped me so much today and saved me from being detained after school, shouldn't I write you a thank-you letter?"
Ge Kesang hurriedly shook his head, waving both hands as he said in panic, "No need, no need, no need for a thank-you letter."
Now it was Qinghe's turn to be surprised: "You... I was joking, you didn't take that seriously, did you?" Oh my god, what kind of species is this? She just mentioned it casually, no one would take it seriously.
Ge Kesang was taken aback, then his face turned deathly pale as he lowered his head, muttering with shame, "I'm sorry, I... I misunderstood, that... because no one has ever joked with me before, so I..." The more anxious Ge Kesang became, the more he jumbled his words. Realizing this, he chose to stop talking.
