"I'm generous. You can have anything you want."
"No," Su Yinhe spread his hands.
"Hmm… we have dishes," Su Yinhe replied.
"How could I possibly not eat?" Lin Murong was shocked.
Even if he felt a bit nauseous, he would still eat.
"I'm being considerate," said Su Yinhe, her face the picture of innocence.
"Thanks for your consideration, but it's not needed," Don't think he didn't know what she was up to.
"Cut it out, caring for you even when you don't want it, like a wild boar that can't eat fine bran," Su Yinhe was suddenly spirited.
"Who are you calling a wild boar?" Lin Murong looked at her incredulously.
"No one. Who else could it be? I couldn't be talking about anyone," Su Yinhe shrugged.
"I always feel like you're talking about me," Lin Murong stared at her, no, it wasn't just a feeling, she was definitely talking about him.
Too bad he had no proof.
"Evidence, I only look at evidence," Su Yinhe held out her hand toward him.
