Looking at the burnt porridge in the tray, Ji Dong laughed. Was this supposed to be his punishment? He had already realized that his courage indeed diminished in front of Flame. He had kissed her, and his punishment was drinking this bowl of porridge, what did this imply? Sadly, it was too late for him to realize because Flame's expression had returned to normal after an initial moment of panic.
Flame, somewhat indignant and shy, asked, "What are you laughing at? Is it because I did a terrible job? But I thought I controlled the heat perfectly! I can't figure out how it turned out this way." She blushed a little, stuttered out, "I didn't have to cook at all; it was only after I got to know you that you corrupted me. This is the first meal I cooked."
Ji Dong quickly responded, "I'm laughing because I'm happy! I know this is the first meal you cooked. Flame, this can't be considered as my punishment, but rather my reward."
