Su Yinhe often felt that she wasn't odd enough, which made her stand out among them.
Sometimes, people just want to eat something sour and spicy.
"How could I possibly not eat?" Lin Murong was stunned.
Even if he felt a bit nauseous temporarily, it wasn't to the extent of not eating at all.
"I'm being considerate," Su Yinhe said with an innocent face.
"Thanks for your consideration, but I don't need it." Don't think he didn't know what she was scheming.
"Come on, caring for you but you don't want it, a mountain pig can't eat fine bran." Su Yinhe was suddenly spirited now.
"Who are you calling a mountain pig?" Lin Murong looked at her incredulously.
"Nobody. Who else could it be? Who could I possibly be talking about?" Su Yinhe spread her hands.
"I always feel like you're talking about me," Lin Murong looked at her, no, it wasn't a feeling, she was indeed talking about him.
Unfortunately, he had no evidence.
