"I want to eat strawberry jam."
"How could I possibly not eat it?" Lin Murong was shocked.
Even if he was feeling a bit nauseous at the moment, it wasn't enough to stop him from eating.
"I'm being considerate of you," said Su Yinhe with a look of innocence.
"I appreciate your consideration, but it's not needed." He didn't think she could fool him into believing she didn't have an ulterior motive.
"Cut it out, caring for you and you don't want it, a boar can't appreciate fine chaff." Su Yinhe seemed energetic now.
"Who are you calling a boar?" Lin Murong looked at her in disbelief.
"Nobody. Who could it be? Who could I be talking about?" Su Yinhe spread her hands.
"I always feel like you're talking about me." Lin Murong looked at her, no, it wasn't a feeling, she was definitely talking about him.
Unfortunately, he had no proof.
"Evidence, I only look at evidence," Su Yinhe said, holding out her hand to him.
