Murong's words were completely unreliable, but Su Yinhe looked at him, thought for a moment, and reluctantly believed him.
"Here you go, honestly." After Su Yinhe handed it to him, she sat next to him and watched him eat.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Do you want to eat too?" Murong asked while eating.
"Get lost, if I wanted to eat, would I give it to you? If I wanted to eat, I would eat it myself, wouldn't I?"
"That's true. You're not short on food, I am. Hehehe." Murong chuckled and then continued eating.
Then, he quickly finished another piece.
And it seemed like he was still not full.
Su Yinhe: "…"
"Hey, do you want the fried chicken frame?" Su Yinhe spoke before he could.
There was still fried chicken left, but not much.
She needed to save some.
"Fried chicken frame?" Murong looked puzzled, but he was keen to continue eating more of it.
