"Morality? I don't have that crap, so cut the crap," Murong Lin scoffed with disdain.
Morality, after all, who has it?
Certainly not him.
If he didn't eat, it would just mean more for the two of them.
He found those two particularly irritating right now.
Li Yifa, that ungrateful bastard.
The person he took care of ran off to curry favor with Su Yinhe.
Su Yinhe, wah wah wah... stealing his credit.
Although Su Yinhe wasn't actively stealing it, she was passively accepting it, Murong Lin still found her annoying.
He felt quite pitiful and thought he should eat more, to compensate himself.
Although Su Yinhe had told Murong Lin to make Lemon Boneless Chicken Feet, she hadn't eaten much of it, having just a few before losing interest, and letting Murong Lin and Li Yifa divide the rest.
Sleepy.
Sleep.
Winter is perfect for sleeping.
Rainy days are also good for sleeping.
Summer is great for sleeping under the air conditioning, with an air conditioning blanket.
