Boiled Fish Fillets were fragrant and spicy, and Lin Murong loved eating them, feeling they went perfectly with rice.
Su Yinhe was so engrossed in her TV show when Chi Yan came over with a glass of water.
"This milk tea I just made is too sweet because I added too much sugar. If it's too cloying, you can drink this water instead. It's sweet too, but not as much," said Chi Yan, a rational and calm man.
So as soon as he moved out of Su Yinhe's line of sight, he quickly calmed down.
He became more restrained.
Just a restrained man.
By this time, Su Yinhe was completely addicted to the plot, barely reacted to Chi Yan's words, and casually took a sip of the water he brought.
Hmm.
Sweet water.
That's it.
After one sip, Su Yinhe put the water back down.
Sweet, quite nice.
But her entire focus was on the TV show.
She was determined to watch the show.
Su Yinhe's indifference didn't anger Chi Yan.
On the contrary, it made it easier for Chi Yan.
