After the joke was told, Zhao Lina thought for a moment, quickly grasped the meaning, and couldn't help scoffing, "Vulgar!"
"Cough, cough," Ye Fan awkwardly fake coughed twice, and seeing Zhao Lina's disdain, he had no choice but to say, "Focus on your noodles."
After eating a few bites, Zhao Lina suddenly said, "Tell another one."
"Ah?" Ye Fan looked up at Zhao Lina, surprised and asked, "Tell another one?"
"It must be a noodle joke," Zhao Lina said.
Ye Fan laughed, "No problem."
So, Ye Fan immediately told a proper joke about noodles.
Zhao Lina listened and her pretty face remained icy as she said disdainfully, "Not funny. Tell another one, with some substance."
With substance? Ye Fan wondered, what did she mean by that? Did she mean like the first joke?
After some contemplation, Ye Fan decided to take the risk and said, "Alright, then I'll tell a noodle joke with substance."
