Chapter 608: rice bowl
“Rice bowl, rice bowl, rice bowl…” Murong muttered about the rice bowl under his breath.
Su Yinhe was engrossed in the drama and had no idea what weird things Chi Yan was thinking all by himself.
Chi Yan fed her a piece, then ate a piece himself. It was fortunate that Murong wasn’t there; otherwise, he would have cried out about them flaunting their love again.
His timing was just perfect. By the time Su Yinhe finished the drama, the fruit was also finished.
Everything was just perfect.
He always had great control over timing.
“Is it tasty?” Chi Yan asked her.
Su Yinhe still had the last piece of watermelon in her mouth.
She chewed, finding the watermelon sweet, juicy, and delicious. “Tasty.”
“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 another one for you next time. Or, I could make a few more right now and put them in the space, and you can take them out whenever you want to eat…”
“It’s no need, no need, you… don’t need to make so much. Don’t overexert yourself. I would feel really bad.”
“It’s no trouble, just cutting some fruits, how could it be hard?” Chi Yan patted her head.
“I know, it’s just… I care about you,” Su Yinhe pouted playfully.
Chi Yan’s gaze deepened as he looked at her.
“Alright, thank you. I really… like you a lot.” Always so good, how could he not like her? His feelings for her grew stronger.
He really wanted to, really wanted to keep her all to himself.
Only 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 wished, happily.
“Ah… Why… suddenly confessing again, it feels a bit embarrassing,” Su Yinhe touched her face, feeling it heating up.
Really.
“I don’t know. Maybe it’s because…” he was too fond of her.
Because he was too fond of her, the love was always hard to restrain.
“Alright, alright, I get it, I know what you’re going to say. Don’t say it.” She… felt embarrassed. Really embarrassed.
Chi Yan looked at her and chuckled softly.
“Okay, as you wish.”
Murong strolled around and ended up here anyhow.
Thankfully, his timing wasn’t bad, so he didn’t interrupt.
But, it was pretty close.
“Yo, Galaxy, you’re quite enjoying yourself with dramas, snacks, milk tea, and a man. If I’m not mistaken, there was a clean fruit plate too,” Murong said, glancing at Chi Yan.
His last sentence was obviously sarcastic.
Su Yinhe: “…”
“Hehe, it’s okay. After all, I am the boss, right? If I don’t enjoy myself, who will?” Su Yinhe raised her eyebrows at him.
Murong: “…”
That’s… right?
“Hmm… What are you doing?” Su Yinhe, seeing Murong acting strangely, couldn’t help but ask.
Unexpectedly, he was…
sniffing the plate.
Yeah, the plate that held the fruit.
It smells that good?
What a peculiar hobby.
“Me? I didn’t get to eat any, can’t I even smell it?” Murong sounded rather resentful.
Su Yinhe: “…”
Okay, another story she didn’t know about.
Su Yinhe glanced at Chi Yan.
The two of them, what had happened again?
“Nothing, his brain is just not normal.” Although Su Yinhe didn’t speak, he knew what she wanted to say from her look.
Su Yinhe: “…”
Yep, confirmed, both of them were not quite normal.
In such a huge supermarket, she was the only normal person.
They were all abnormal.
Only she was the most normal.
“You’re the abnormal one! Brother Chi, you’re falsely accusing me!” Lin Murong was furious, not only had he missed out on the fruit plate, but now he was being slandered by Chi Yan.
It was too much.
“Whether it’s slander or not… you know it yourself,” Chi Yan said expressionlessly.
Lin Murong: “…”
It seemed… it wasn’t really slander.
But…
He couldn’t argue, yet he was still bold.
It didn’t matter.
“No way, you are slandering, and you owe me an apology! Otherwise, I will… I will…” Lin Murong stuttered for a long time but couldn’t finish his threat.
“Heh. Take your time,” Chi Yan retorted.
“Hey! Galaxy! You need to intervene,” Lin Murong, unable to handle Chi Yan, set his sights on Su Yinhe.
Su Yinhe: “…” She didn’t have much of a solution either.
She couldn’t possibly… confront Chi Yan. Besides, she didn’t want to confront him.
Su Yinhe’s eyes shifted, and she decided to focus on Lin Murong instead.
“Lin Murong, do you want some fries?”
Lin Murong: “??? Sure…” He sounded hesitant.
It wasn’t because he was too full to eat anymore; he ate quickly and digested quickly too.
He could eat again soon.
But whenever Su Yinhe asked that, it sounded terrifying.
“Alright, go peel the potatoes. I’ll make you fries once they’re peeled,” Su Yinhe gestured a heart toward him.
Lin Murong: “???”
“You’re making them yourself?!!!” Lin Murong shrieked.
“Yeah, touched, aren’t you?” Su Yinhe winked at him.
“Touched, really touched,” Lin Murong was somewhat scared, “But, I can actually pass on eating them.” It wasn’t that he didn’t want to peel the potatoes, but he was genuinely scared.
“Not eat? Why not? On what grounds can you refuse? Eat! You must eat! How can you not eat. I am making the fries myself, and you don’t want to eat?” Su Yinhe looked quite displeased.
“But… I dare not trouble our boss to do such tasks. I can do these small things myself. And I don’t really like fries that much.” He genuinely didn’t like fries.
Lin Murong felt like whimpering.
“No, you like them now. Wait until I make them,” Su Yinhe patted his shoulder.
“Ah… Okay,” Lin Murong had a gloomy face, sensing a very unpleasant premonition.
“Good. Go peel them,” Su Yinhe gestured a heart at him.
Lin Murong: “…”
Damn.
He really didn’t want fries anymore.
But Su Yinhe forced him to want them.
Damn.
And he couldn’t resist.
Lin Murong obediently went to peel the potatoes.
Su Yinhe thought she was very clever, avoiding an argument without a fuss.
But as Lin Murong was sent 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 about it?”
“No, I don’t agree,” Chi Yan was very displeased.
“Why? It’s just fries.”
“You never made them for me. You made them for him first,” Chi Yan was very displeased.
“Ah, but… well… you… don’t eat this kind of thing.” This kind of thing, fried, was what Chi Yan liked the least.
“I don’t like it, but it’s made by you.” Chi Yan liked anything made by Galaxy.
“You… ahem ahem.” Su Yinhe was embarrassed again.
“So… when they are done, you eat first. Lin Murong can have the leftovers,” Su Yinhe proposed a solution.
Chi Yan was still not very satisfied.