"""Really just rolling in wealth, literal oil.
Lin Murong touched it and directly began to doubt life itself.
A sour soup hot pot without sour soup beef is incomplete.
Su Yinhe was absorbed in the drama and had no idea that Chi Yan was thinking all sorts of weird things to himself.
Chi Yan fed her one piece and ate one piece himself, thankfully Lin Murong wasn't around, otherwise, she would have cried out about dog abuse again.
His timing was just perfect, Su Yinhe finished the drama just as she also finished the fruit.
Everything was just so perfect.
He always had excellent control over time.
"Is it tasty?" Chi Yan asked her.
Su Yinhe still had the last piece of watermelon in her mouth.
She chewed it, the watermelon was sweet, juicy, and delicious. "Tasty."
"Do you like it?" he asked again.
"I like it, of course, I like it. How could I possibly not like it?"
