Su Yinhe didn't eat much, merely tasted a bit and stopped there.
Without the sour soup beef in the sour soup hot pot, it wasn't a complete hot pot.
Su Yinhe was engrossed in the drama and had no idea what kind of strange thoughts Chi Yan was entertaining all by himself.
Chi Yan fed her a piece of food, then ate one himself, lucky that Lin Murong didn't stroll over, or he'd have started shouting about "dog abuse" again.
His time management was spot on—just as Su Yinhe finished watching the drama, she also finished the fruit plate.
Everything was just right.
He had always had excellent control over timing.
"Is it delicious?" Chi Yan asked her.
Su Yinhe still had the last piece of watermelon in her mouth.
She chewed it—sweet, juicy, and very delicious. "Delicious."
"Do you like it?" he asked again.
"I like it, of course I like it. How could I not like it?"
