He said he liked it, and that was enough for her.
"How could I possibly not eat?" Lin Murong was stunned.
Even if he felt a bit nauseous at the moment, it wasn't enough to stop eating.
"I'm being considerate of you," Su Yinhe said with an innocent face.
"I appreciate your consideration, but I don't need it." He wasn't fooled by what she was really plotting.
"Ugh, ungrateful! A boar wouldn't appreciate fine bran." Su Yinhe seemed quite lively now.
"Who are you calling a boar?" Lin Murong looked at her incredulously.
"Nobody. Who else could there be? Who could I possibly be talking about?" Su Yinhe shrugged her hands.
"I feel like you're 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.
"Evidence, I only look at the evidence," Su Yinhe said, holding out her hand to him.
