Chapter 483: The best
“You’d better not talk so much, or you’ll be done for when the ti cos.”
Su Yinhe was engrossed in the drama when Chi Yan ca over with a glass of water.
“This milk tea, I made it too sweet, it might be a bit too much, if you find it cloying, you can drink this water. It’s sweet too, but not as much.” Chi Yan, a man both rational and calm.
So when he left Su Yinhe’s line of sight, he quickly regained his composure.
Beca more restrained.
Just a restrained man.
At this ti, Su Yinhe had completely imrsed herself in the plot, and she hardly reacted to Chi Yan’s words, casually taking the glass of water he brought over and drinking.
Hmm.
Sweet water.
Gone.
After taking a sip, Su Yinhe put the glass back.
Sweet, quite nice.
But her entire focus was on the drama.
She wanted to watch the drama.
Su Yinhe acted this way, and Chi Yan wasn’t angry,
This made it convenient for Chi Yan.
He watched her, his gaze not as constrained as before.
Now that she was so focused on the drama, he didn’t have to be as repressed as before and could be a bit more… indulgent.
Only a bit, not too much.
Because, Galaxy was very perceptive.
Too much indulgence would be noticed by her.
He didn’t want her to find out too much, to know too much.
If she knew too much, she would be scared, what if she ran away?
He could capture her back, but he didn’t want her to be scared of him.
She just needed to like him.
Nothing more was allowed.
“Do you want so fruit?” Chi Yan indulged himself just a little and stared at her for several minutes before asking.
There were plenty of snacks here, but they lacked fruit.
Compared to snacks, he preferred her to eat fruit.
Fruit is much healthier than snacks.
“Ah, sure.” Su Yinhe, still engrossed, agreed nonchalantly.
“Okay, then I’ll cut so for you.” Chi Yan was actually, once again, struggling to restrain himself.
Just finding an excuse to calm down.
He was truly going to, lose.
He was really going to lose, disastrously.
Chi Yan cald himself while cutting the fruit.
The fruit he cut looked very pretty.
Just like him.
“Brother Chi, what are you doing? Cutting fruit? Is it for ?” Lin Murong was wandering around, and then he stumbled upon Chi Yan cutting fruit.
Fruit, huh.
He had to get so.
“It’s not.” Chi Yan rejected him coldly.
“Hey. We’re all good brothers, why so indifferent? There’s so much fruit here, what does it matter if I eat so?” Lin Murong was dissatisfied.
“There’s plenty of fruit, you can take so to eat yourself.” Chi Yan certainly wasn’t short of so fruit.
“I don’t want those unpeeled, unwashed ones. I want the ones you’re holding in your hands…” Lin Murong gave him a longing look.
“Lin Murong, since you have a mouth, use it properly. If you don’t like it, I can help sew it up for you.” His needlework wasn’t that great, but at least it was enough to sew Lin Murong’s mouth.
At this comnt from Chi Yan, Lin Murong instantly covered his mouth.
“Brother Chi, why are you so fierce?” He was really scared. “I just wanted to eat so of the fruit you cut…” Lin Murong’s voice got smaller and smaller under Chi Yan’s deadly stare, until it faded away.
When he was silent, Chi Yan was satisfied and walked away with the cut fruit.
As soon as Chi Yan was gone, Lin Murong started stamping his feet.
He was angry, so angry.
What did he do wrong? He just wanted so fruit, just so fruit! And Chi Yan even threatened him.
Chi Yan, that miser, was really too stingy.
Really.
Hmph.
He would wash and cut them himself, it was just, a fruit platter after all.
Look at how smug Chi Yan was.
As if he was the only one who could.
Murong thought this to himself, but…
He washed a piece of fruit, then couldn’t help but eat one, washed another, ate another, washed another, ate another…
Sotis with certain fruits, like grapes, he’d wash a bunch and then eat a whole bunch…
He wanted to prepare a fruit plate, but as he washed he ended up stuffing himself silly.
What’s the point of a fruit plate now?
Stuffed, it was ti to walk it off.
No more digestive tablets left.
If he went to ask Chi Yan for so now, he would surely be rebuffed. No choice but to rely on a good walk.
A stroll, a stroll, and then the fullness would fade.
Hmm…
Forget about the fruit plate.
In the end, it all goes to the sa place, the form doesn’t matter.
It really doesn’t matter.
Because it all cos out the sa in the end.
Murong started his walk.
He truly had overeaten on fruit.
Chi Yan washed the fruit and cut it up, serving quite an array, finally making a small fruit plate, knowing roughly how much Su Yinhe could eat.
The fruit plate he prepared for Su Yinhe was just enough for her to enjoy without overindulging.
He didn’t want Su Yinhe to overeat.
If Su Yinhe overate, it would be his heart that ached.
He would feel for her.
The fruit plate was beautiful.
After all, it was Chi Yan who had made it, his plating was always beautiful, he liked everything he did to be aesthetically pleasing.
ticulous.
However, Su Yinhe hardly noticed such a lovely fruit plate.
She was engrossed in the climax of the TV drama she was watching and knew Chi Yan had co back with the fruit plate, but she was too engrossed to pay it much attention for now.
Chi Yan didn’t mind whether she looked or appreciated it.
He just sat beside her, feeding her with a skewer.
Su Yinhe got to enjoy the service of a model-like man.
Hmm…
Chi Yan had a good-looking face and body; why wouldn’t he be considered a model?
If he were to beco a model, he would be top-tier.
When Su Yinhe watched her drama, whatever Chi Yan fed her, she’d eat.
Looking so obedient.
So obedient.
Really obedient.
As Chi Yan fed her, his gaze on Su Yinhe changed again.
He felt he was a bit perverted.
He had to hide it well; he didn’t dare let Galaxy find out.
After all, he was really worried it would scare her.
He didn’t want her to feel an ounce of fear towards him.
He wanted her to like him, love him.
Even a hint of fear would make him unhappy.
Unhappy? Then he could only vent his frustration by beating up Murong.
But, there’s only one Murong, and through constant hitting, he would be gone; he’s expendable.
And he hasn’t found a replacent yet.
He didn’t want to use up Murong so quickly.
It’s better to keep him around for longer.
“Don’t just feed , you should eat too,” Su Yinhe nudged him.
With that one sentence, Su Yinhe brought all of Chi Yan’s ssy thoughts back to the present.
“Okay, I’ll eat too,” Chi Yan looked at her and smiled.
Although she wasn’t looking back.
Chi Yan ate a piece of cantaloupe, and the thought that it was from the sa skewer gave him a secret thrill.
Even though they had kissed so many tis before, he still felt a thrill over sothing like this.
He might really be sick.
But he couldn’t help it.
He was never normal to begin with, and eting her only made him more abnormal.
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