Chapter 582: Fragrance
Lin Murong took a deep breath, her face showing sheer bliss.
"Can’t you smell the fragrance?"
Seeing how much she enjoyed it, Chi Yan made some more.
He fed her a piece, then ate one himself. It was lucky that Lin Murong wasn’t here; otherwise, she would have cried out "dog abuse" again.
His timing was just perfect. Su Yinhe had just finished the show, and the fruit was finished too.
Everything was just perfect.
He always had great control over timing.
"Do you like it?" Chi Yan asked her.
Su Yinhe still had the last piece of watermelon in her mouth.
She chewed it—it was very sweet, juicy, and delicious. "It’s delicious."
"Do you like it?" he asked again.
"I like it, of course I like it. How could I not like it?"
"Then I’ll make you another one next time. Or, I can make a few more now and store them in the space, and whenever you want to eat it, just take it out..."
"No need, no need," she hurriedly said, "you... don’t have to make so many. Don’t work too hard. I’d feel really bad."
"It’s not hard, just cutting fruit. How can that be hard?" Chi Yan patted her head.
"I know, but, I feel sorry for you," Su Yinhe said coyly.
Chi Yan’s gaze deepened as he looked at her.
"Alright, thank you. I really... like you a lot." It was always so good with her. How could he not like her? He liked her more and more.
He really wanted, really wanted to lock her up.
Just for him to see.
No one else allowed.
She was his alone.
But he couldn’t do that. She would be unhappy.
He didn’t want her to be unhappy; he wanted her to do whatever she wanted. To be happy.
"Ah... why... suddenly confessing again, it’s quite embarrassing," Su Yinhe touched her face, feeling it burn.
Really now.
"I don’t know. Maybe it’s because..." I like you too much.
Because he liked her too much, he often couldn’t restrain himself. His affection was hard to control.
"Okay, okay, I get it, I know what you’re going to say. No need to say it." She... was embarrassed. Really embarrassed.
Chi Yan looked at her and chuckled lightly.
"Okay, I’ll listen to you."
While wandering around, Lin Murong eventually ended up here.
Luckily, his wandering timing was good, and he didn’t interrupt anything.
But still, it was a close call.
"Yo, Galaxy, you’re really enjoying yourself with dramas, snacks, milk tea, and a man. If I’m not mistaken, there’s also an empty fruit plate," Lin Murong said, glancing at Chi Yan.
His last remark was clearly sarcastic.
Su Yinhe: "..."
"Hehe, not bad. After all, I am the boss. If I don’t enjoy, who will?" Su Yinhe raised an eyebrow at him.
Lin Murong: "..."
That’s... right?
"Um... what are you doing?" Su Yinhe, seeing Lin Murong acting weird, couldn’t help but ask.
Lin Murong, actually...
was...
smelling the plate.
Yes, the one with the fruits.
Is it that fragrant?
What a weird hobby.
"Me? I didn’t get to eat, so can’t I at least smell it?" Lin Murong sounded very melancholic.
Su Yinhe: "..."
Okay, another story she didn’t know.
Su Yinhe glanced at Chi Yan.
Those two, what had happened between them?
"Nothing, he’s just not right in the head." Although Su Yinhe hadn’t spoken, he knew what she wanted to say, her expression said it all.
Su Yinhe: "..."
Hmm, diagnosis confirmed, both are a bit off.
Such a huge supermarket, and she’s the only normal person?
They’re all abnormal.
Only she is the most normal.
"You’re the one who’s not normal! Brother Chi, you’re falsely accusing people!" Lin Murong got angry, it was bad enough that he missed out on the fruit plate, and now he was being slandered by Chi Yan.
That’s going too far.
"Whether it’s slander or not... you know best." Chi Yan said emotionlessly.
Lin Murong: "..."
Seems... it really isn’t slander.
But...
He can’t justify himself yet still felt bold.
Doesn’t matter.
"No way, it is slander, apologize! Otherwise, I’ll... I’ll..." Lin Murong stuttered for a long time but couldn’t finish.
"Heh. Take your time then."
"Hey! Galaxy! Do something." Lin Murong, unable to deal with Chi Yan, turned to Su Yinhe.
Su Yinhe: "..." She didn’t have a good solution either.
She really couldn’t... confront Chi Yan. Besides, she didn’t want to.
Su Yinhe’s eyes darted around, choosing to take it out on Lin Murong.
"Lin Murong, do you want some fries?"
Lin Murong: "??? Sure..." He said hesitantly.
It wasn’t because he was too full to eat more; he ate fast and digested quickly.
He could eat right away.
But, the way Su Yinhe asked, it sounded terrifying.
"Okay, then go peel some potatoes. Once you’re done, I’ll make you fries." Su Yinhe gestured a heart shape at him.
Lin Murong: "???"
"You’ll make it yourself?!!!!!" Lin Murong shrieked.
"Yeah, touched, aren’t you?" Su Yinhe winked at him.
"Moved, really moved," Lin Murong said nervously, "but, actually, I can skip eating it." It wasn’t that he feared peeling potatoes, he was just scared.
"Not eat? Why not? Why wouldn’t you eat? Eat! You must eat! How can you not eat? I’m personally making the fries, and you don’t want to eat?" Su Yinhe looked displeased.
"But... I wouldn’t dare trouble our boss to personally do this. I can do this little task myself. I’m not that fond of fries anyway." He didn’t really like them.
Lin Murong felt like bursting into tears.
"No, you love them now. Wait till I make them." Su Yinhe patted his shoulder.
"Ah... alright." Lin Murong had a gloomy face, feeling a bad premonition.
"Good boy. Go peel." Su Yinhe gestured a heart shape at him again.
Lin Murong: "..."
Damn.
He really didn’t want to eat fries anymore.
But Su Yinhe forced him to want.
Damn it.
And he couldn’t resist.
Lin Murong obediently went to peel potatoes.
Su Yinhe thought she was pretty clever, avoiding a quarrel without making a sound.
But as Lin Murong left to peel potatoes, she had forgotten about Chi Yan.
Once Lin Murong left, Chi Yan became unhappy.
"You’re making him fries?"
"Ah, yes. What’s the problem?"
"I don’t agree." Chi Yan was displeased.
"Why? It’s just making fries."
"You haven’t made them for me. You started with him." Chi Yan was very unhappy.
"Ah, but... um... you... don’t eat that sort of thing, do you?" The deep-fried stuff, which Chi Yan liked least.
"I don’t like them, but these are made by you." He liked anything made by Galaxy.
"You... cough cough cough." Su Yinhe felt a bit embarrassed.
"Well... when they’re ready, you eat first, and Lin Murong can have the leftovers." Su Yinhe suggested a compromise.
Chi Yan still wasn’t quite satisfied.