His mood was quite stable, reluctant to lose his temper, but once he did, it was terrifying.
The credibility of Lin Murong's words was zero, but Su Yinhe looked at him, thought about it, and still reluctantly believed him.
"Here you go, really," Su Yinhe said after giving to him, then sat beside him watching him eat.
"Why are you staring at me? Do you want to eat too?" Lin Murong asked her while eating.
"Get lost, if I wanted to eat, would I give it to you? If I wanted to eat, I would eat it myself, why would I give it to you?"
"That's true. You don't lack, but I do. Hehehe." Lin Murong chuckled, and then continued eating.
Then, he quickly finished another one.
And it seemed like he was still not full.
Su Yinhe: "..."
"Do you want some fried chicken frames?" Su Yinhe spoke before he could.
There was still some fried chicken left, but not much.
She needed to save some.
"Fried chicken frames?" Lin Murong looked puzzled, but he wanted to continue eating them.
