Getting hit on

Qie Xieling took a deep breath, trying to push aside the lingering frustration from his argument with Luo Muchen. Was he being a hothead? Probably? But he couldn't help it. He now understood why his dad when he was mad at his father would take a moment and walk away to calm down. It was to prevent himself from saying things he would regret because his mouth had no filter when he was angry. Qie Xieling knew he was the same and needed a break, something to take his mind off the tension. As he settled into the comfortable seat of the hovercar, he decided to treat himself to a delightful sensory adventure and eat something sweet. 

"Hey," he called out to the inbuilt driving assistant in the hovercar, his voice tinged with weariness "Could you please find me the best dessert shop nearby?"