Gong Xin was in high spirits as she savored the delicious pastry in front of her.
But just as she was about to indulge in the next bite, she overheard Gu Zi, completely unfiltered, admit that she had used her as a guinea pig for her culinary experiment.
Irritation flared up inside her. Still, before she could voice her frustration, she swallowed the pastry, unable to resist taking another bite.
It was just too good. The annoyance melted away as quickly as it had come. Guinea pig? Fine, she thought. At least being a guinea pig came with the privilege of tasting the treats first.
Gu Zi watched Gong Xin, amused by how easily she could be placated with a morsel of food. She was truly adorable, so simple in her pleasures.
With a grin, Gu Zi shoved the entire box of pastries into her hands. "Go on, eat. It's all yours. Take them back to your brother's room if you want. If you finish and need more, come back for another box. Consider it your guinea pig privilege."
