Moved, he was truly moved.
"I don't like them, I just like the crunch, crunch sound." Su Yinhe said, and continued to crunch away.
Lin Murong's words held zero credibility, but Su Yinhe, looking at him, thought about it and still barely believed him.
"Here you go, here you go, really." After giving them to him, Su Yinhe sat beside him and watched him eat.
"What... Why are you looking at me? Do you want some too?" Lin Murong asked, midway through his snack.
"Scram, if I wanted some, would I give them to you? If I wanted some, I'd just eat them myself. Would I even give them to you?"
"True. You're not short on food, I am. Heh heh heh." Lin Murong chuckled and then continued eating.
Then, he quickly finished another one.
And it looked like he still wasn't full.
Su Yinhe: "..."
"By the way, do you want some fried chicken cartilage?" Su Yinhe asked before he could.
There was still some fried chicken left, but her stock was running low.
She needed to conserve it.
