Chapter 511: Suitable
The most expensive is not necessarily the best, what suits is the most important.
Su Yinhe was so engrossed in watching the drama that she did not notice when Chi Yan brought over a glass of water.
"This milk tea, I put too much sugar in it when making it, so it might be a bit too sweet. If it’s too rich for your taste, you can drink this water. It’s sweet, but not as much," Chi Yan, a rational and calm man.
So when he moved out of Su Yinhe’s line of sight, he calmed down very quickly.
Became more restrained.
Just a restrained man.
At this time, Su Yinhe was completely addicted to the plot and didn’t really react to Chi Yan’s words, casually picking up the water Chi Yan brought over and drinking it.
Hmm.
Sweet water.
That’s it.
After taking a sip, Su Yinhe put the glass of water back.
Sweet, quite nice.
But her entire focus was on the show.
She wanted to watch the show.
Chi Yan wasn’t upset by how Su Yinhe was behaving,
Her demeanor actually made it easier for Chi Yan.
Looking at her, his gaze wasn’t as restrained as before.
She was now very focused on the show; he didn’t need to be as forbearing as before and could be a bit more... indulgent.
But only a bit, not too much.
Because Galaxy is very sensitive.
Being too indulgent would get noticed by her.
He didn’t want her to discover too much, to know too much.
Knowing too much would scare her; what if she ran away.
He might be able to 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 indulged a bit, staring at her for several minutes before asking.
There were many snacks here, but no fruit.
He preferred her to eat fruit rather than snacks.
Fruit is much healthier than snacks.
"Ah, sure," Su Yinhe replied absently, still engrossed.
"Okay, I’ll go cut some for you," Chi Yan was actually struggling to restrain himself.
Just finding an excuse to cool down.
He really was about to lose.
Really, a crushing kind of defeat.
While cutting the fruit, Chi Yan tried to calm down.
The fruits he cut were all very beautiful.
Just like himself.
"Brother Chi, what are you doing? Cutting fruit? Is it for me?" Lin Murong was roaming around, and just happened to see Chi Yan cutting fruit.
Fruit, huh.
He couldn’t pass up a chance.
"No," Chi Yan refused coldly.
"Hey. We’re good brothers, why so cold? There’s so much fruit, what’s the harm in me having some?" Lin Murong was dissatisfied.
"There’s plenty of fruit, just take some for yourself," Chi Yan was not lacking in fruit.
"I don’t want the ones that aren’t washed or peeled. I want those you’re holding..." Lin Murong gave him a longing look.
"Lin Murong, you have a mouth, make proper use of it. If you don’t like it, I can sew it shut for you." His sewing skills weren’t great, but they were enough to sew Lin Murong’s mouth shut.
With that, Lin Murong instantly covered his mouth.
"Brother Chi, why are you so fierce?" He was really scared. "I just wanted some of the fruit you cut..." Lin Murong’s voice trailed off under Chi Yan’s deadly glare, getting softer and softer until it faded away.
Once Lin Murong was silent, Chi Yan was satisfied and walked away with the cut fruit.
As soon as Chi Yan left, Lin Murong began to stamp his feet.
Angry, so angry.
What was his fault? He just wanted some fruit, just some fruit! And Chi Yan even resorted to threats.
Chi Yan was such a miser, really too miserly.
Truly.
Humph.
He’d wash and cut it himself, it was only, after all, just cutting a fruit platter.
Look at Chi Yan being so smug.
As if nobody else could.
Murong thought so, but...
He washed a fruit, couldn’t resist eating one, washed another, ate another, washed one more, ate one more...
Sometimes, with certain fruits like grapes, he’d wash a bunch and eat a whole bunch...
He had wanted to make a fruit plate, but as he washed, he ended up eating too much.
What’s the point of making a fruit plate now?
Stuffed as he was, it was time to walk it off.
No digestive tablets left.
If he went to ask Chi Yan now, he would surely be ignored, no other choice but to rely on walking.
Walking it off.
Hmm...
Forget about the fruit plate.
After all, it all goes to the stomach, the form doesn’t matter.
It really doesn’t matter.
Because it all comes out the same in the end.
Murong started to walk around.
He had indeed stuffed himself with fruit.
Chi Yan washed and cut the fruit, ending up with quite a bit which filled up a small fruit plate; he understood Su Yinhe’s appetite fairly well.
The fruit plate he prepared for Su Yinhe was just the right amount, enjoyable to eat without making her feel too stuffed.
He didn’t want to see Su Yinhe overeat.
If Su Yinhe did overeat, he would be the one feeling sorry.
He would feel sorry.
The fruit plate looked beautiful.
After all, it was Chi Yan’s creation, he always made dishes and arranged them beautifully; he liked everything to be beautiful.
Exquisite.
However, with such a beautiful fruit plate, Su Yinhe hardly noticed it.
She was at the climax of the drama she was watching; she knew Chi Yan had brought the fruit plate, but she didn’t spare more than a glance for the moment.
Chi Yan didn’t mind whether she looked or appreciated it.
He just sat next to her, using a pick to feed her.
Su Yinhe was enjoying the service of a male model.
Hmm...
Chi Yan was handsome and well-built, why wouldn’t he count as a male model?
If he decided to be a male model, he’d be at the top tier.
As Su Yinhe focused on her drama, Chi Yan kept feeding her whatever he picked.
She looked especially well-behaved.
So well-behaved.
Really well-behaved.
As Chi Yan fed her, his gaze towards Su Yinhe turned peculiar again.
He thought he was a bit twisted.
He must 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 even a hint of fear towards him.
All he wanted was for her to like him, to love him.
Even a bit of fear would upset him.
If he was upset, he could only vent by beating up Murong.
But, Murong was the only one, and if he kept it up, Murong would run out, thank goodness there was no replacement yet.
He didn’t want to use up Murong too quickly.
It’s better to keep him around longer.
"Don’t just feed me, you should eat too," Su Yinhe pushed gently.
Her words pulled Chi Yan back from his chaotic thoughts.
"Okay, I’ll eat too," Chi Yan looked at her and smiled.
Although she wasn’t looking.
Chi Yan ate a piece of cantaloupe, secretly delighted by the fact they were using the same pick.
He had kissed her so many times already, yet he still felt such secretive joy over something like this.
He might really be unwell.
But, he couldn’t help it.
He wasn’t very normal to begin with, and after meeting her, he became even less normal.