"It's huge, really huge, it's practically a combination, terrifyingly big."
Murong's words had a credibility of zero, but Su Yinhe, looking at him, thought for a moment and still reluctantly believed him.
"Here, take it, seriously." After Su Yinhe handed it to him, she sat beside him and watched him eat.
"You... why are you staring at me? Do you want some too?" Murong asked while eating.
"Get lost, if I wanted some, would I give it to you? If I wanted to eat, I'd eat it myself, why would I give it to you?"
"True. You don't lack anything, I do. Hehehe." Murong chuckled and continued eating.
Then, he quickly finished another one.
And it seemed like he was still not full.
Su Yinhe: "..."
"That, do you want chicken racks?" Su Yinhe spoke up before he could.
There was still some fried chicken left, but not much stock remained.
She needed to save some.
"Chicken racks?" Murong looked puzzled, but he wanted to continue eating chicken racks.
