Freshly squeezed juice, purely handmade, pollution-free, and environmentally friendly.
"Nope," Su Yinhe said, spreading her hands.
"Mmm... they've all got vegetables," Su Yinhe replied.
"How could I possibly not eat?" Lin Murong was shocked.
Even if he felt a bit nauseous at the moment, it wasn't to the point of not eating.
"I'm being considerate of you," Su Yinhe said with an innocent face.
"Thanks for the thought, but I don't need it," he said, certain that she had an ulterior motive.
"Tsk, ungrateful. Wild boars can't appreciate the finer things," Su Yinhe was now quite perky.
"Who are you calling a wild boar?" Lin Murong couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"Nobody. Who else could there be? I couldn't possibly be talking about anyone," Su Yinhe said, spreading her hands again.
"I always feel like you're talking about me," Lin Murong said, studying her—no, not a feeling, she was talking about him.
Too bad he had no proof.
