The pastry was delicious, crispy, and Su Yinhe really enjoyed it.
"Don't touch me like that, when you do, I feel like a puppy." Although he said he was a dog, he wasn't a real dog.
"That's exactly what you are." Su Yinhe smiled even more tenderly.
Lin Murong: "????"
"You! That's too much! I'm angry now." Lin Murong stood up in anger.
"Go ahead, get angry. Feel free to be angry," Su Yinhe said, making a heart gesture at him.
"You…" Lin Murong rolled his eyes.
He fell backwards straight down.
Su Yinhe: "????"
Holy crap!
Did he faint from anger?
"You… hey! Did you really faint?" Su Yinhe was about to check his breathing.
"Just kidding!"
As soon as Su Yinhe reached out, Lin Murong sprang back up.
"Hehehe! Fooled you, didn't I? Na-na-na-na." Lin Murong made faces at her.
Su Yinhe: "..."
Seriously, being a jerk, huh.
Su Yinhe chuckled slightly and began to beat him up.
Honestly, if she didn't beat up Lin Murong one day, her hands felt itchy.
