"I'm like the wind, man; you can't control me. Nobody can control me! Nobody!"
"I'm being considerate toward you," 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.
"Pfft, you don't even want care; wild boars can't eat fine bran," Su Yinhe suddenly perked up now.
"Who are you calling a wild boar?" Lin Murong looked at her incredulously.
"Nobody. Who else could it be? Who could I possibly mean?" Su Yinhe spread her hands.
"I always feel like you're talking about me," Lin Murong gave her a look. No, it wasn't a feeling; she was definitely talking about him.
Too bad he had no proof.
"Evidence, I only look at evidence," Su Yinhe said, stretching out her hand.
"It seems there isn't any evidence," Lin Murong bowed his head, "but I can still eat! Don't take it away!" How could he let the ducks he had long awaited fly away?
