"Do you think the entire universe revolves around you? Wake up."
A sour soup hot pot without sour soup beef is incomplete.
Su Yinhe was engrossed in her show, oblivious to the fact that Chi Yan was alone, his mind filled with various odd thoughts.
Chi Yan fed her a piece, then ate a piece himself, thankful that Lin Murong hadn't wandered over; otherwise, he would have had to exclaim about the lovey-dovey display again.
His timing was impeccable; as Su Yinhe finished the show, she also finished the fruit.
Everything was just perfect.
He always had a knack for controlling time.
"Is it tasty?" Chi Yan asked her.
Su Yinhe still had the last piece of watermelon in her mouth.
She chewed, finding the watermelon sweet and juicy, very delicious. "Yes, it's tasty."
"Do you like it?" he asked again.
"Yeah, of course I like it. How could I not like it?"
