Chapter 571: Black fungus
Lin Murong started to feel emo as he watched.
Those wood ear mushrooms were really hard to eat; he didn’t like them.
Su Yinhe was engrossed in the drama when Chi Yan came over with a glass of water.
"This milk tea I just made was a bit too sweet because I added too much sugar. If it’s too cloying, you can drink this water. It’s sweet too, but it won’t be as sickly," said Chi Yan, a man of reason and calm.
So as soon as he was out of Su Yinhe’s line of sight, he quickly calmed down.
He became more restrained.
Just a restrained man after all.
By this time, Su Yinhe was completely absorbed in the plot, barely reacted to Chi Yan’s words, and casually picked up the glass of water he brought over to drink.
Hmm.
Sweet water.
That’s it.
After taking a sip, Su Yinhe put the glass back.
Sweet, it was quite nice.
But all her attention was on the show.
She wanted to watch the drama.
Su Yinhe acted this way, and Chi Yan wasn’t angry,
Her behavior was actually convenient for Chi Yan.
Watching her, his gaze wasn’t as restrained as before.
She was now so focused on the show that he didn’t have to be as forbearing as before and could afford to be a little... more indulgent.
But only a little, not too much.
Because, Galaxy was very perceptive.
If he was too indulgent, she would notice.
He didn’t want her to know too much.
If she knew too much, she would be afraid, and what if she ran away then?
He could catch her and bring her back, 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 was slightly more indulgent, watching her for several minutes before asking.
There were plenty of snacks here, but what was missing was fruit.
Rather than snacks, he would prefer her to eat fruit.
Fruit was much healthier than snacks.
"Ah, sure," Su Yinhe agreed absentmindedly.
"Alright, I’ll go cut some for you," said Chi Yan, who was actually struggling to remain restrained.
Looking for an excuse to stay cool, that’s all.
He was indeed going to lose.
Truly a spectacular kind of defeat.
Chi Yan was cutting fruit while keeping his composure.
The fruit he cut was very beautiful.
Just like him.
"Brother Chi, what are you doing? Cutting fruit? Is it for me?" Lin Murong was wandering around and then stumbled upon Chi Yan cutting fruit.
Fruits, huh.
He had to get some for himself.
"No," Chi Yan refused coldly.
"Hey! We’re good brothers, why so cold? With so much fruit here, what’s wrong with me having a bit?" Lin Murong was dissatisfied.
"There’s plenty of fruit; grab some for yourself," Chi Yan said without lacking any fruit.
"I don’t want these unwashed and unpeeled ones. I want what you’re holding in your hands..." Lin Murong gave him a pleading look.
"Lin Murong, you’ve got a mouth, so use it properly. If you don’t like it, I can sow it up for you." His sewing skills weren’t that great, but they were enough to sew Lin Murong’s mouth shut.
As soon as Chi Yan said this, Lin Murong instantly covered his mouth.
"Brother Chi, why you gotta be so mean?" It scared him. "I just wanted some of the fruit you cut..." Lin Murong’s voice got smaller and smaller under Chi Yan’s deadly glare until it faded away completely.
Lin Murong fell silent, and Chi Yan, satisfied, walked away with the cut fruit.
Once Chi Yan had left, Lin Murong started stamping his feet.
Angry, so angry.
What did he do wrong? He just wanted some fruit, that’s all! And Chi Yan had even threatened him.
Chi Yan, that miser, was really too stingy.
Seriously.
Humph.
He would wash and cut them himself; it was just a fruit platter after all.
Look at Chi Yan, so smug.
Who else would be like this?
Murong thought so in his mind, but...
He washed a piece of fruit and couldn’t help but eat one, washed one, ate one, washed one, ate one...
Sometimes with some fruits, like grapes, he’d just wash a bunch and eat the whole bunch...
He had wanted to make a fruit platter, but as he washed, he soon found himself overeating.
What the hell was he thinking, making a fruit platter.
Overstuffed, it was time to digest.
No digestive tablets left.
If he went to ask Chi Yan for some now, he would surely be rejected; no choice but to rely purely on a stroll.
A walk, a walk, and the fullness would fade.
Hmm...
Forget about the fruit platter.
After all, it all ends up in the stomach, the form doesn’t matter.
It really doesn’t matter.
Because it looks the same when it comes out.
Murong started to walk around.
He truly had stuffed himself by eating fruit.
Chi Yan washed the fruits, cut them, and brought out quite a lot in the end, making a small fruit platter; he had a rough idea of Su Yinhe’s appetite.
The fruit platter he prepared for Su Yinhe was just enough to be enjoyable for her, yet not enough to cause overeating.
He wouldn’t want Su Yinhe to overeat.
If Su Yinhe overate, it would be him who felt distressed.
He would be distressed.
The fruit platter looked beautiful.
After all, it was Chi Yan who made it, and everything he did, like his food presentation, was beautiful; he liked everything to be beautiful.
Exquisite.
However, the beautiful fruit platter didn’t catch Su Yinhe’s attention much.
She was absorbed in the climax of the drama she was watching; she knew Chi Yan had come back with the fruit platter, but she didn’t have the time to spare it more than a glance.
Chi Yan didn’t mind whether she looked or not, whether she appreciated it or not.
He just sat next to her and started feeding her with the skewer.
Su Yinhe was enjoying the services of a male model.
Hmm...
Chi Yan was handsome, with a good body, why wouldn’t he count as a male model?
If he became a male model, he would surely be top-tier.
As Su Yinhe watched the drama, she ate whatever Chi Yan fed her.
She looked particularly obedient.
So obedient.
Really so obedient.
As Chi Yan fed her, his gaze toward Su Yinhe changed again.
He felt he was somewhat perverted.
He definitely had to hide it well; he didn’t dare let Galaxy discover it.
After all, he was genuinely worried she would be scared.
He didn’t want her to be the slightest bit scared of him.
He wanted her to like him, to love him.
Fear, even a bit of it, would make him unhappy.
If he became unhappy, he could only take it out by beating up Murong.
But, Murong was one of a kind; the more he got punched, the less there was left, a consumable item.
And he hadn’t found a replacement yet.
He didn’t want to use up Murong too soon.
Better to keep him around longer.
"Don’t just feed me; you eat too," Su Yinhe pushed.
Her words pulled Chi Yan back from his messed-up thoughts.
"Okay, I’ll eat too," Chi Yan said, smiling at her.
Though she wasn’t looking.
Chi Yan ate a piece of cantaloupe, and the thought that it came from the same skewer gave him a secret thrill.
He had kissed her so many times already, but he still felt a thrill for such a reason.
Maybe he was really sick.
But he just couldn’t control himself.
He wasn’t exactly normal to begin with, and meeting her, he became even more abnormal.