What’s essential for sour soup hot pot? Of course, it’s the sour soup beef. A sour soup hot pot without sour soup beef isn’t a complete hot pot. Su Yinhe was absorbed in watching a drama series and did not notice that Chi Yan was thinking about all sorts of odd things on his own. Chi Yan fed her a piece and ate one himself, luckily Lin Murong wasn’t here, otherwise, he would’ve shouted ’dog abuse’ again. His time management was just perfect, as Su Yinhe finished the drama series, the fruits were also just finished. Everything was just right. He always had good control over time. "Is it delicious?" Chi Yan asked her. Su Yinhe still had the last piece of watermelon in her mouth. She chewed it, the watermelon was sweet, juicy, and delicious. "Delicious." "Do you like it?" He asked again. "I like it, of course, I like it. How could I not like it?" "Then next time I’ll make another one for you. Or maybe, I’ll make a few more now and put them in storage, and when you want to eat, just take them out..." "There is no need, you... don’t need to make so many. Don’t overexert yourself. I feel bad." "It’s not hard, just cutting some fruits, how could it be hard?" Chi Yan stroked her head. "I know, it’s just, it pains me to see you work." Su Yinhe acted coy. Chi Yan’s gaze towards her deepened. "Okay, thank you. I really... like you very much." Always so good, how could he not like her? He was falling for her more and more. Really want, really want to lock her away. But, he couldn’t do that, it would make her unhappy. He didn’t want her to be unhappy, he wanted her to do whatever she wanted to do. Be happy. "Ah... why... suddenly confess again, it’s a bit embarrassing." Su Yinhe touched her face, feeling it heat up. "Don’t know. Maybe it’s... liking you too much." Because he liked her too much, he always couldn’t restrain himself, love was hard to restrain. "Okay okay, I know, I know what you want to say. Don’t say it." She... feels embarrassed. Really embarrassed. Chi Yan looked at her and chuckled softly. Lin Murong strolled around and still ended up here. Luckily, his timing was not too bad, and he did not bump into them. Still, it was nearly that. "Yo, Galaxy, you seem to be enjoying yourself, with drama, snacks, milk tea, and a man. Unsurprisingly, there’s also an empty fruit tray." Lin Murong said, casting a glance at Chi Yan. His last remark was obviously very pointed. "Hehe, it’s fine. After all, I’m the boss, if I don’t enjoy, who will?" Su Yinhe raised an eyebrow at him. "Um... what are you doing?" Su Yinhe, seeing Lin Murong behaving weirdly, couldn’t help but ask. Lin Murong was actually... Yeah, the plate that had held the fruits. "Me? I didn’t get to eat, can’t I at least smell it?" Lin Murong said mournfully. Okay, another story she didn’t know about. Su Yinhe looked at Chi Yan. Those two, what has happened between them now. "Nothing, his brain isn’t normal." Although Su Yinhe didn’t speak, he knew what she was likely to say, her eyes were obvious. Hmm, it’s confirmed; both aren’t quite normal. Such a big supermarket, and she is the only normal person. They’re all not normal. Only she is the most normal. "You’re the one who’s not normal, Brother Chi, you’re falsely accusing people!" Lin Murong got angry. He didn’t mind not getting any fruit, but being slandered by Chi Yan was too much. "Whether it’s slander... you know it yourself," Chi Yan said expressionlessly. It seemed... it indeed wasn’t slander. He couldn’t defend himself yet still felt indignant. "No way, you are slandering, apologize! Or else I’ll... I’ll..." Lin Murong stuttered for a while but couldn’t finish. "Heh. Take your time then." "Hey! Galaxy! Do something." Lin Murong couldn’t handle Chi Yan, so he turned to Su Yinhe. Su Yinhe: "..." She didn’t have many options either. She couldn’t possibly... confront Chi Yan. Besides, she didn’t want to confront him. Su Yinhe’s eyes shifted, deciding to deal with Lin Murong first. "Lin Murong, do you want some fries?" Lin Murong: "??? Sure..." He was a bit hesitant when he said it. It wasn’t because he was full and couldn’t eat anymore; he ate fast and digested quickly. But the way Su Yinhe asked it sounded terrifying. "Alright then, go peel some potatoes. Once you’re done, I’ll make you fries." Su Yinhe gestured a heart to him. "You’re making them yourself?!!!" Lin Murong shrieked. "Yeah, aren’t you touched?" Su Yinhe winked at him. "Touched, so touched, really touched," Lin Murong was somewhat scared, "but I could actually do without eating them." It wasn’t that he didn’t want to peel potatoes; he was just a bit scared. "Not eat? Why not eat? Why do you think you can not eat? Eat! You have to eat for me! How can you not eat? I’m making fries myself, and you don’t want to eat?" Su Yinhe looked displeased. "But... I wouldn’t dare to trouble our boss to do it herself. This small task, I can do it myself. I don’t love fries that much." He didn’t really like them to begin with. Lin Murong felt like crying. "No, you love them now. Wait until I make them for you." Su Yinhe patted his shoulder. "Ah... Okay." Lin Murong looked dejected; he had a really bad feeling. "Good boy. Go peel." Su Yinhe gestured a heart to him. He really didn’t want to eat fries anymore. But Su Yinhe was forcing him to want them. He couldn’t even resist. Lin Murong obediently went to peel the potatoes. Su Yinhe thought she was quite clever, avoiding an argument subtly. However, she had sent Lin Murong to peel potatoes and had forgotten about Chi Yan. Once Lin Murong was gone, Chi Yan became unhappy. "You’re making him fries?" "Oh, yeah. What’s up?" "No, I don’t agree." Chi Yan was upset. "Why? It’s just fries." "You haven’t made them for me. You made them for him first." Chi Yan was quite unhappy. "Ah, but... um... you... don’t like that sort of thing." Those kinds of things, deep-fried, were what Chi Yan disliked the most. "It’s not that I dislike them, but you made them." He liked anything Galaxy made. "You... cough cough cough." Su Yinhe felt a bit embarrassed. "Well... once I finish, you eat first, Lin Murong can have the leftovers." Su Yinhe proposed a solution. Chi Yan still wasn’t very satisfied.