Su Yinhe, having nothing better to do, tried recreating octopus balls. They turned out to be very successful and delicious.
Of course, it has to be the sour soup beef.
A sour soup hot pot without sour soup beef isn’t a complete hot pot.
Su Yinhe was engrossed in watching a drama and was unaware that Chi Yan was thinking about some weird things by himself.
Chi Yan fed her one and ate one himself. It was a good thing that Lin Murong wasn’t around, otherwise, he would shout "Stop showing off your affection" again.
His timing was just perfect. By the time Su Yinhe finished the drama, the fruit was also just finished.
Everything was just perfect.
He always had great control over timing.
"Does it taste good?" Chi Yan asked her.
Su Yinhe still had the last piece of watermelon in her mouth.
She chewed, the watermelon was sweet, juicy, and delicious. "It’s delicious."
"Do you like it?" he asked again.
"I like it, of course I do. How could I not like it?"
"Then I’ll make it for you again next time. Or perhaps, I’ll go make a few more now, then store them in space, and when you want to eat, you can just take them out..."
"No need, no need, you... don’t need to make so many. Don’t trouble yourself too much. I feel really bad."
"It’s not troublesome, just cutting some fruits, how could it be troublesome." Chi Yan touched her head.
"I know, it’s just... I cherish you," Su Yinhe cooed.
Chi Yan’s gaze deepened when he looked at her.
"Okay, thank you. I really... like you a lot." It’s always this good, how could he not like her. He liked her more and more.
He really wanted, really wanted to keep her all to himself.
But, he couldn’t do that, she would be unhappy.
He didn’t want her to be unhappy, he wanted her to do anything she wants, happily.
"Ah... why... confessing all of a sudden, it’s kind of embarrassing," Su Yinhe touched her face, feeling it burning up.
"I don’t know. Maybe it’s because..." I like you too much.
Because he liked her too much, he always couldn’t restrain himself, love was always hard to contain.
"Okay, okay, I get it, I know what you’re going to say. Don’t say it." She... felt shy. Really shy.
Chi Yan watched her and chuckled lightly.
Lin Murong strolled around, and eventually, he ended up here.
Fortunately, his timing wasn’t too bad, and he didn’t interrupt them.
But it was a close call.
"Yo, Galaxy, you’re really enjoying yourself, with dramas, snacks, milk tea, and a man. If I’m not mistaken, there’s also a fruit plate that’s been completely eaten," Lin Murong said, glancing at Chi Yan.
His last sentence had a very obvious sarcastic tone.
"Hehe, well yeah. After all, I’m the boss, so if I don’t enjoy life, who will?" Su Yinhe raised an eyebrow at him.
That’s... true, I guess?
"Um... what are you doing?" Su Yinhe asked as she saw Lin Murong behaving oddly.
Lin Murong was actually...
Yes, the plate that had the fruits.
What a strange hobby.
"Me? I didn’t get to eat, can’t I even smell it?" Lin Murong sounded quite resentful.
Okay, another story she knew nothing about.
Su Yinhe glanced at Chi Yan.
The two of them, something else must have happened.
"Nothing, his brain’s just not normal." Although Su Yinhe didn’t speak, he knew what she wanted to say, her eyes made it very clear.
"Um, confirmed, both aren’t quite normal.
Such a huge supermarket, and she’s the only normal person around.
They’re all not normal.
Only she is the most normal.
"You’re the abnormal one, Brother Chi! You’re slandering me!" Lin Murong got angry; he could let go of not getting any fruit plate, but being slandered by Chi Yan was too much.
"Whether it’s slander... you know best," Chi Yan said expressionlessly.
It actually... doesn’t seem like slander.
His logic was flawed, yet his spirit was indignant.
"No way, you’re slandering, and you need to apologize! Otherwise, I... I’ll..." Lin Murong couldn’t finish his sentence.
"Heh. Take your time."
"Hey! Galaxy! Do something," Lin Murong, unable to deal with Chi Yan, turned to Su Yinhe.
Su Yinhe: "..." She didn’t really have a solution either.
She certainly couldn’t... confront Chi Yan directly. Besides, she didn’t want to confront him either.
Su Yinhe’s eyes shifted, and she decided to address Lin Murong.
"Hey, Murong, do you want some fries?"
Murong: "??? Sure..." Murong said hesitantly.
It wasn’t because he was too full to eat; he ate quickly and digested quickly.
He could eat very soon.
But, the way Su Yinhe asked gave him chills.
"Alright, go peel some potatoes then. Once you’re done, I’ll make you some fries," Su Yinhe said, making a heart gesture at him.
"You’re making them personally?!!!" Lin Murong let out a sharp shriek.
"Yes, aren’t you touched?" Su Yinhe blinked at him.
"Very touched, truly touched," Lin Murong was a bit scared, "But, actually, I don’t need to eat."
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to peel the potatoes, he was just a bit scared.
"Not eat? Why not? Why don’t you want to eat? Eat! You have to eat it for me! How can you not eat? I’m personally making the fries, and you don’t want to eat?" Su Yinhe looked displeased.
"But... I wouldn’t dare to trouble our boss to personally do this. Let me handle this small task. I don’t even like fries that much." He really didn’t like fries.
Murong felt like he was on the verge of tears.
"Nope, you love them now. Wait for me to make them for you," Su Yinhe patted his shoulder.
"Ah... okay then," Lin Murong mourned, already having a bad feeling.
"Good boy. Go peel them," Su Yinhe gestured a heart at him again.
He really didn’t feel like eating fries now.
But Su Yinhe forced him to want them.
And he couldn’t even resist.
Murong obediently went to peel the potatoes.
Su Yinhe felt quite clever, avoiding an argument effortlessly.
Only, when Murong was sent to peel potatoes, she forgot about Chi Yan.
As soon as Murong left, Chi Yan got unhappy.
"You’re making him fries?"
"Ah, yes. What’s wrong?"
"I don’t agree," Chi Yan was clearly upset.
"Why not? It’s just fries."
"You haven’t made them for me. You made them for him first," Chi Yan was displeased.
"Ah, but... um... you... don’t like that kind of food, right?" The deep-fried kind, Chi Yan’s least favorite.
"It’s not that I don’t like them, but you made them," Chi Yan would like anything made by Galaxy.
"You... ahem, ahem, ahem," Su Yinhe was a bit embarrassed again.
"Well... once I’m done, you eat first, and Lin Murong can have the leftovers," Su Yinhe proposed a compromise.
Chi Yan was still somewhat dissatisfied.