"What are you doing?" Fu Youhan's expression suddenly darkened, and his eyes seemed to contain millennia of icy coldness.
"Eating." Si Lin said while placing the last chopstick of crab meat into his mouth, chewing slowly and swallowing before flashing a mischievous smile at Fu Youhan.
"Didn't Third Master Fu just say that this crab meat is a thank you for using our grill. Since she isn't eating, let me eat it. Isn't it a thank you to anyone?"
Fu Youhan's dark eyes turned gloomy, as if he wanted to tear Si Lin apart.
The latter nonchalantly stuffed the practice chopsticks and the tin foil box back into Fu Youhan's hands, then picked up his half-eaten grilled fish.
"Our fish is ready. Third Master Fu, you can slowly grill your crab here."
After saying that, Si Lin went to the lakeside with the grilled fish.
