"Something appetizing will do."
"How could I possibly not eat?" Lin Murong was stunned.
Even if he felt a bit nauseous temporarily, it wouldn't stop him from eating.
"I'm being considerate of you," Su Yinhe said with an innocent look.
"I appreciate your consideration, but it's not needed." Don't think he didn't know what she was up to.
"Ugh, you don't want my concern? A boar wouldn't appreciate fine bran," Su Yinhe was quite lively now.
"Who are you calling a boar?" Lin Murong couldn't believe his ears as he looked at her.
"Nobody. Who else could it be? Who could I possibly mean?" Su Yinhe shrugged.
"I always feel like you are talking about me," Lin Murong stared at her. No, it wasn't just a feeling; she was indeed talking about him.
Too bad he had no proof.
"Proof, I only deal with proof," Su Yinhe countered, holding out her hand.
