"The Golden Crow is the sun, and Wangshu is of course the moon. No, you really are uncultured."
"Get lost, get lost, get lost."
Even if he felt a bit nauseous at the moment, it wasn't to the extent of not eating.
"I'm being considerate of you," Su Yinhe said with an innocent face.
"I appreciate your thoughtfulness, but I don't need it." Don't think he didn't know what she was plotting.
"Tch, offering care that isn't wanted, like a boar that can't appreciate fine bran." Su Yinhe was now quite spirited.
"Who are you calling a boar?" Lin Murong looked at her incredulously.
"Nobody. Who else could there be? I couldn't be talking about anyone," Su Yinhe said, spreading her hands.
"I always feel like you're talking about me," Lin Murong said, looking at her. No, it wasn't just a feeling; she was talking about him.
Too bad he had no proof.
"Evidence, I only look at evidence," Su Yinhe said, extending her hand towards him.
