Su Yinhe made him deep-fried pork ribs, generously sprinkled with a thick layer of Chili Powder.
Su Yinhe was deeply engrossed in watching a drama when Chi Yan brought her a cup of water.
"This milk tea I made, I added too much sugar, it might be a bit too sweet. If you find it cloying, you can drink this cup of water. It’s also sweet, but not as much." Chi Yan was a rational and calm man.
So, as soon as he was out of Su Yinhe’s line of sight, he quickly calmed down.
He became even more restrained.
Just a restrained man.
At this time, Su Yinhe was completely immersed in the plot and did not react much to what Chi Yan said, casually picking up the cup of water he brought and drinking.
After taking a sip, Su Yinhe put the cup of water back.
But her entire focus was on the drama.
She wanted to watch the drama.
Seeing Su Yinhe , Chi Yan was not angry.
Her behavior actually made things easier for Chi Yan.
Chi Yan’s gaze on her was less restrained than before.
She was now very focused on the drama; he didn’t have to be as hidden as before, and could be a bit more... unrestrained.
But only a bit, not too much.
Because, Galaxy was very perceptive.
Being too unrestrained would make her notice.
He definitely did not want her to discover too much, know too much.
Knowing too much, she might get scared, and what if she ran away then.
He could indeed bring her back, but he did not want her to be afraid of him.
She just needed to like him.
Nothing more allowed.
"Want some fruit?" Chi Yan was slightly unrestrained for a moment, staring at her for several minutes before asking.
There were many snacks here, but there was still no fruit.
Compared to snacks, he would prefer her to eat fruit.
Fruit is much healthier than snacks.
"Ah, sure." Su Yinhe was still enthralled, and replied casually.
"Okay, then I’ll go cut some for you." Actually, Chi Yan was once again finding it hard to restrain himself.
Just finding an excuse to calm down.
He really was going to be defeated.
Really, defeated so miserably.
Chi Yan was cutting fruit while calming himself down.
The fruit he cut was very pretty.
"Brother Chi, what are you doing? Cutting fruit? Is it for me?" Lin Murong was strolling around and then stumbled upon Chi Yan cutting fruit.
"No," Chi Yan coldly refused.
"Hey. We’re good brothers, why so indifferent? There’s so much fruit here, what’s the harm in me eating some?" Lin Murong was very dissatisfied.
"There’s plenty of fruit, just take some for yourself." Chi Yan certainly wasn’t lacking a bit of fruit.
"I don’t want those unpeeled and unwashed ones. I want the ones you’re holding..." Lin Murong’s gaze lingered.
"Lin Murong, if you have a mouth, use it properly. If you don’t like it, I can sew it up for you." His needlework might not be great, but it should suffice to sew Lin Murong’s mouth.
At Chi Yan’s words, Lin Murong instantly covered his mouth.
"Brother Chi, why are you so fierce?" He sounded really scared. "I just wanted to eat some fruit you’ve cut..." Lin Murong’s voice grew quieter and quieter under Chi Yan’s death glare, until it finally disappeared.
With no more objections, Chi Yan, satisfied, walked away with the cut fruits.
When Chi Yan left, Lin Murong began stamping his feet.
He was angry, too angry.
What had he done wrong? He just wanted to eat some fruit—that’s all! Chi Yan even threatened him.
Such a miser, Chi Yan, way too petty.
He’d wash and cut them himself, just a fruit platter.
Look at Chi Yan acting all smug.
As if he couldn’t do it himself.
Lin Murong thought so, but...
Whenever he washed a fruit, he couldn’t resist eating one, washed one, ate one, washed one, ate one...
Sometimes with certain fruits, like grapes, he’d wash a bunch and eat the whole bunch...
He initially wanted to prepare a fruit plate, but as he washed, he ended up eating himself full.
There was no point in making a fruit plate now.
Being full, it was time to digest.
He didn’t have any digestive aid tablets.
If he went to ask Chi Yan for some now, he’d definitely be reprimanded, he had no choice but to rely solely on walking it off.
Walking it off would ease the fullness.
Forget about the fruit plate.
After all, it all ends up in the stomach; the presentation doesn’t matter.
It really doesn’t matter.
Because it looks the same coming out.
Lin Murong started to stroll.
He genuinely had eaten himself full with fruits.
Chi Yan washed fruits, sliced them, and ended up making a neat, small fruit plate, having a pretty good understanding of Su Yinhe’s appetite.
The fruit plate he prepared for Su Yinhe was just enough for her to enjoy without overeating.
He didn’t want Su Yinhe to eat until she was stuffed.
If Su Yinhe overate, he would be the one who felt heartbroken.
The fruit plate was beautiful.
After all, it was made by Chi Yan; his cooking and plating were always exquisite, everything he did needed to be aesthetically pleasing.
However, such a beautiful fruit plate barely caught Su Yinhe’s attention.
She was at the climax of the drama she was watching, aware that Chi Yan had returned with the fruit plate, but she didn’t spare a moment to look.
Chi Yan didn’t mind whether she looked or appreciated it.
He just sat beside her and started feeding her with a toothpick.
Su Yinhe was indeed enjoying the service akin to that of a male model.
Chi Yan had a handsome face, and a great body; how could he not be considered a male model?
If he were a male model, he’d surely be one of the top tier.
While Su Yinhe watched the show, she ate whatever Chi Yan fed her.
She looked especially well-behaved.
As Chi Yan fed her, his gaze towards Su Yinhe changed again.
He felt he was a bit perverse.
He definitely needed to keep it hidden, he couldn’t let Galaxy discover it.
After all, he was genuinely worried she would be scared.
He didn’t want her to be even slightly afraid of him.
He hoped that she would just like him, love him.
The tiniest occurrence of fear would make him unhappy.
If he became unhappy, his only outlet would be to take it out on Lin Murong.
But Lin Murong was one of a kind, and after being beaten again and again, he would be used up, a consumable.
And currently, he hadn’t found a replacement.
He didn’t want to use up Lin Murong too quickly.
Better to keep him around for the long run.
"Don’t just keep feeding me, eat some yourself," Su Yinhe urged.
Su Yinhe’s comment snapped Chi Yan out of his messy thoughts.
"Okay, I’ll eat too," Chi Yan responded with a smile as he looked at her, even though she wasn’t looking back.
Chi Yan ate a piece of cantaloupe, and the thought that it was the same toothpick made him secretly thrilled.
Although they had kissed many times, he still felt a secretive thrill for such reasons.
He probably was indeed quite twisted.
But he couldn’t help it.
He was never a very normal person to begin with, and after meeting her, he became even more abnormal.