Chapter 490: Existence

Chapter 490: Existence


"If my presence annoys you, I’ll leave."


Su Yinhe was utterly absorbed in the drama when Chi Yan came over with a glass of water.


"This milk tea, when I made it, I put too much sugar in it; it might be a bit too sweet. If you find it cloying, you can drink this water. It’s sweet too, but not as much." Chi Yan, a rational and composed man.


So, he quickly regained his composure once he was out of Su Yinhe’s line of sight.


He became even more restrained.


Just a restrained man, that’s all.


By this time, Su Yinhe was completely engrossed in the plot. Hearing Chi Yan’s words, she didn’t have much reaction and casually grabbed the glass of water he had brought over and drank.


Mmm.


Sweet water.


Gone.


After taking a sip, Su Yinhe put the glass back down.


Sweet, quite nice.


But her entire focus was on the drama.


She wanted to watch the drama.


Su Yinhe behaved this way, but Chi Yan wasn’t upset,


Her behavior actually made things easier for Chi Yan.


Watching her, his gaze wasn’t as restrained as before.


Now, as she was engrossed in the drama, he didn’t have to hold back as much and could afford to be slightly...indulgent.


But only slightly, not too much.


Because Galaxy was very perceptive.


Too much indulgence, and she’d notice.


He didn’t want her to discover too much, learn too much.


If she knew too much, she’d be scared and what if she ran away?


He could indeed bring her back, but he didn’t want her to be scared of him.


She just needed to like him.


Nothing else allowed.


"Want some fruit?" Chi Yan allowed himself a bit of indulgence, watching her for several minutes before asking.


There were plenty of snacks here, but fruit was missing.


Compared to snacks, he preferred her to eat fruit.


Fruit is much healthier than snacks.


"Ah, sure," Su Yinhe answered absentmindedly.


"Mmm, then I’ll go cut some for you." Chi Yan actually was, again, finding it hard to restrain himself.


He just found an excuse to calm down.


He really was, defeated.


Really, devastatingly defeated.


As Chi Yan cut the fruit, he calmed himself down.


The fruits he sliced were all very beautiful.


Just like him.


"Brother Chi, what are you doing? Cutting fruit? Is it for me?" Lin Murong was wandering around and then saw Chi Yan cutting fruit.


Fruit, huh.


He had to get some.


"No." Chi Yan coldly refused.


"Hey. We’re good brothers, why be so cold? There’s so much fruit here, what’s wrong with me having some?" Lin Murong was quite dissatisfied.


"There’s plenty of fruit, just take some yourself." Chi Yan really didn’t mind that bit of fruit.


"I don’t want these unwashed, unpeeled ones. I want the ones in your hands..." Lin Murong’s gaze lingered on him.


"Lin Murong, you’ve got a mouth, so use it properly. If you don’t like it, I can sew it up for you." His sewing skills weren’t top-notch, but they’d suffice to sew Lin Murong’s mouth shut.


At that statement, Lin Murong immediately covered his mouth.


"Brother Chi, why are you so fierce?" It scared him. "I just want to eat some of the fruit you’ve cut..." Lin Murong’s voice grew quieter and quieter under Chi Yan’s deadly gaze until it faded away.


With no more words from him, Chi Yan was satisfied and walked away with the cut fruit.


Once Chi Yan left, Lin Murong started stamping his feet.


Angry, so angry.


What had he done wrong? He just wanted to eat some fruit, just some fruit! And Chi Yan even threatened him.


Chi Yan the miser, really too petty.


Really.


Hmph.


He’d wash and cut it himself, just a fruit platter.


Look at Chi Yan being so smug.


As if he’s the only one who could do it.


Murong thought to himself, but...


He would wash a fruit and couldn’t help eating one, wash one, eat one, wash one, eat one...


Sometimes with certain fruits, like grapes, he would wash a bunch and then eat a bunch...


He even wanted to make a fruit plate, but as he washed, he ended up eating himself full.


What was the point of making a fruit plate now?


Full as he was, it was time for a digestive walk.


No digestive tablets left.


If he went to ask Chi Yan now, he would definitely get brushed off, so he had no choice but to rely solely on walking.


A walk would do the trick.


Hmm...


Forget about the fruit plate.


After all, it all ends up in the stomach; the presentation isn’t important.


Really, it isn’t.


Because it all comes out the same.


Murong began to walk.


He had genuinely eaten too many fruits.


Chi Yan washed the fruits, cut them, and took out quite a few, finally making a small fruit plate, gauging Su Yinhe’s appetite quite well.


The fruit plate he prepared for Su Yinhe was just enough to delight her, without her overeating.


He didn’t want Su Yinhe to overeat.


If Su Yinhe felt sick from eating too much, he’d be the one heartbroken.


He would feel sorry.


The fruit plate was beautiful.


After all, it was Chi Yan who made it, and his plating was always nice. He liked anything he did to be aesthetically pleasing.


Meticulous.


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 come back with the fruit plate but didn’t spare it more than a glance for the moment.


Chi Yan didn’t mind whether she looked or appreciated it.


He just sat beside her and fed her with a skewer.


Su Yinhe enjoyed the male model-like service.


Hmm...


Chi Yan had a handsome face and a good build, how could he not be considered a male model?


If he were to be a model, he would be one of the top ones.


While Su Yinhe was watching her show, she ate whatever Chi Yan fed her.


She looked especially obedient.


So obedient.


Really obedient.


As Chi Yan kept feeding her, his gaze towards Su Yinhe shifted again.


He felt he was a bit perverted.


He had to hide it well, he dared not let Galaxy find out.


After all, he really worried she might get scared.


He didn’t want her to fear him even a bit.


He hoped that she would like him, love him.


The emotion of fear, even a bit, would make him unhappy.


And if he was unhappy, he could only beat up Murong to vent.


However, Murong was one of a kind; once beaten up too much, he’d be exhausted, a consumable.


And he currently hadn’t found a replacement yet.


He didn’t want to exhaust Murong too quickly.


It was better to last a bit longer.


"Don’t just feed me all the time, you eat too," Su Yinhe pushed him.


Those words from Su Yinhe pulled Chi Yan back from his muddled thoughts.


"Alright, I’ll eat too," Chi Yan said with a smile as he looked at her.


Though she wasn’t looking.


As Chi Yan ate a piece of cantaloupe, thinking about using the same skewer gave him a secret thrill.


Despite having kissed her many times, he still felt secretly thrilled for such reasons.


He was probably really sick.


But he couldn’t help it.


Originally, he wasn’t a very normal person, and after meeting her, he became even more abnormal.