Chapter 569: Strange things
"How strange, why has my snack stash suddenly decreased so much?" Lin Murong suspected there was a thief in the supermarket.
Su Yinhe was so engrossed in the drama that she didn’t notice when Chi Yan came over with a cup of water.
"This milk tea, I put too much sugar in it when making it, it might be a bit too sweet, so if you find it cloying, you can drink this water. It’s also sweet, but not as rich." Chi Yan, a man of reason and calm.
As soon as he stepped out of Su Yinhe’s field of view, he quickly regained his composure.
Became even more restrained.
Just a restrained man, that’s all.
At this point, Su Yinhe was completely addicted to the plot, hardly reacting to Chi Yan’s words, she casually picked up the water Chi Yan brought over and drank.
Hmm.
Sweet water.
Gone.
After taking a sip, Su Yinhe put the cup back.
Sweet, quite nice.
But her entire focus was on the drama now.
She was here to watch the drama.
Su Yinhe acted this way, and Chi Yan wasn’t angry,
Her actions were convenient for Chi Yan.
Chi Yan looked at her, and his gaze was not as restrained as before.
She was now focused on the drama, and he didn’t need to be as repressed as before; he could afford to be a little... more audacious.
But only a bit, not too much.
Because, Galaxy was very sensitive.
Too audacious, and she’d notice.
He didn’t want her to discover too much, to know too much.
If she knew too much, she’d be scared, and what if she ran away then.
He could catch her, but he didn’t want her to be afraid of him.
She just needed to like him.
Nothing else allowed.
"Do you want some fruit?" Chi Yan allowed himself this little audacity, staring at her for several minutes, and then he asked.
There were plenty of snacks here, but there was still a lack of fruit.
Compared to snacks, he’d prefer her to eat fruit.
Fruits are much healthier than snacks.
"Ah, sure." Su Yinhe was still absorbed and agreed offhandedly.
"Okay, then I’ll go cut some for you." Actually, Chi Yan was struggling to restrain himself again.
Finding an excuse to cool off, that’s all.
He was really about to fail.
Really, a disastrous kind of failure.
Chi Yan calmed himself while cutting the fruit.
The fruit he cut was all very pretty.
Just like him.
"Brother Chi, what are you doing? Cutting fruit, huh? Is it for me?" Lin Murong was wandering around, then stumbled upon Chi Yan cutting fruit.
Fruit, huh.
He’d have to grab some.
"No." Chi Yan coldly rejected.
"Hey. We’re good brothers, why so cold? There’s so much fruit here, what’s the harm in me having some?" Lin Murong was dissatisfied.
"There’s plenty of fruit, just take some to eat." Chi Yan certainly wasn’t short of that little bit of fruit.
"I don’t want the unwashed, unpeeled kind. I want the one you’re holding in your hands..." Lin Murong’s gaze towards him was begging.
"Lin Murong, you have a mouth, so use it properly. If you don’t like it, I can help you stitch it up." His sewing wasn’t the best, but it was enough to stitch Lin Murong’s mouth shut.
At Chi Yan’s words, Lin Murong instantly covered his mouth.
"Brother Chi, why are you being so mean?" It made him so frightened. "I just wanted some of the fruit you’ve cut..." Lin Murong’s voice shrank under Chi Yan’s deadly glare, quieter and quieter, until it was completely silent.
With him silent, Chi Yan was satisfied and walked away with the cut fruit.
As soon as Chi Yan left, Lin Murong started stomping his feet.
Angry, so angry.
What did he do wrong? He just wanted to eat some fruit, just some fruit! And Chi Yan even threatened him.
Chi Yan, the miser, was just too petty.
Really was.
Hmph.
He’d wash and cut them himself; it’s just a fruit plate after all.
Look at how smug Chi Yan was.
As if he wouldn’t know how.
Lin Murong thought so, but...
He would wash a piece of fruit and couldn’t help but eat one, wash one, eat one, wash one, eat one...
Sometimes, with certain fruits, like grapes, he’d wash a bunch and eat the bunch...
He had wanted to prepare a fruit platter, but as he washed, he ended up overeating.
What was he thinking, making a damn fruit platter anyway?
Overeaten, it was time for a digestive walk.
There were no digestive tablets left.
Going to ask Chi Yan for some would surely get him chastised; no choice, he had to rely purely on strolling.
A little walk, and the fullness would subside.
Hmm...
Forget about the fruit platter.
After all, it all goes to the same place; presentation isn’t important.
It really isn’t important.
Because it all comes out the same way anyway.
Lin Murong began to wander.
He truly had overeaten on fruit.
Chi Yan washed fruits, cut them, and brought out a fair amount, eventually making a small fruit platter. He had a rough idea of Su Yinhe’s appetite.
The platter he prepared for Su Yinhe was just enough to make her happy without leaving her overstuffed.
He didn’t want Su Yinhe to overeat.
If Su Yinhe overate, he would be the one to feel distressed.
He would feel distressed.
The fruit platter looked beautiful.
Naturally, it was Chi Yan’s work; his food presentation was always beautiful, he liked to do everything beautifully.
He was meticulous.
But Su Yinhe hardly noticed the beautiful fruit platter.
She was engrossed in the climax of the show she was watching. She knew Chi Yan had come back with the platter, but she was too occupied to spare it more than a glance.
Chi Yan didn’t mind whether she looked or appreciated it.
He simply sat beside her, feeding her with a pick.
Su Yinhe enjoyed the service of her male model for a bit.
Hmm...
Chi Yan was handsome and had a great figure; how could he not be considered a male model?
If he were to be a model, he would be among the top tier.
As Su Yinhe watched the drama, she ate whatever Chi Yan fed her.
She looked especially obedient.
So obedient.
Really obedient.
As Chi Yan continued to feed her, he found his gaze towards Su Yinhe becoming inappropriate again.
He felt that he was a bit twisted.
He definitely had to hide that well, he didn’t dare let Galaxy find out.
After all, he was genuinely worried she would be scared.
He didn’t want her to feel even the slightest bit of fear towards him.
He wanted her to like him, to love him.
Fear was an emotion that would upset him even if it appeared just a little bit.
If he got upset, then he would only be able to vent by beating up Lin Murong.
But there was only one Lin Murong, and beating him up over and over would wear him out; he was consumable.
And there was no replacement yet to be found.
He didn’t want to use up Lin Murong too quickly.
It was better to keep him around for the long term.
"Don’t just feed me; you should eat too," Su Yinhe nudged.
Su Yinhe’s words pulled Chi Yan’s messy thoughts back to reality.
"Alright, I’ll eat too," Chi Yan said with a smile as he looked at her.
Even though she didn’t look back.
Chi Yan took a bite of cantaloupe, and the thought of sharing the same pick secretly thrilled him.
Although they had kissed many times, he still felt a secret thrill for such reasons.
He might really be sick.
But he couldn’t help it.
He wasn’t very normal to begin with, and since meeting her, he had become even less normal.