"How could I not eat?" Lin Murong was shocked.
Even if he felt a bit nauseous for the moment, it didn't mean he wouldn't eat.
"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.
"Cut it out, not wanting care when it's given, a boar doesn't appreciate fine bran." Su Yinhe was now quite spirited.
"Who are you calling a boar?" Lin Murong looked at her incredulously.
"Nobody. Who else could it be? Who could I possibly be talking about?" Su Yinhe spread her hands.
"I always feel like you're talking about me," Lin Murong looked at her, no, not just a feeling, she definitely was talking about him.
Too bad he had no proof.
"Evidence, I only look at evidence," Su Yinhe said, holding out her hand to him.
