When Troy came back, she asked, "Haven't we agreed that I was the one who invited you to this meal?"
Troy picked up the coat on the chair and said with a smile, "This is our first date. Of course, I have to treat you. If you want to treat me, I'll treat you next time."
"What date?" Raven asked. They had a meal together, but why did it become a date?
"It seems that you still don't want to accept me." Troy frowned and looked a little hurt.
Raven felt a little embarrassed, but she didn't know that Troy was pretending to be pitiful to get her sympathy.
"I am very slow and hot. Besides, I don't know whether we are suitable or not." She was a little anxious to think about how to express her meaning.
However, from Troy's point of view, she had already made it clear.
He put
