"Don't you think duck tongues are particularly delicious?" Murong stated confidently.
Galaxy remained silent.
Even though he felt a bit queasy at the moment, that wasn't reason enough not to eat.
"I'm being considerate of you." Galaxy said with an innocent face.
"I appreciate your consideration, but it's not necessary." Don't think he wasn't aware of the calculations she was making in her mind.
"Tch, ungrateful. A boor can't appreciate the finer things." Now Galaxy seemed sprightly.
"Who are you calling a boor?" Murong looked at her incredulously.
"No one. Who else could there be? Who could I be referring to?" Galaxy spread her hands.
"I always feel like you're talking about me." Murong looked at her, and no, it wasn't just a feeling, she was indeed talking about him.
Unfortunately, he had no proof.
"Evidence, I only look at evidence." Galaxy extended her hand towards him.
