Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies
Chapter 392: Sweet water

Chapter 392: Sweet water

Watch the drama, watch the drama.

Su Yinhe was so engrossed in the drama that, during her intense focus, Chi Yan came over with a glass of water.

"This milk tea, I made it just now, and I put too much sugar in it, so it might be a bit too sweet. If you find it cloying, you can drink this glass of water. It’s also sweet, but not as nauseating." Chi Yan, a rational and calm man.

So, once he was out of Su Yinhe’s line of sight, he quickly calmed down.

Became more restrained.

Just a restrained man.

By this time, Su Yinhe was completely immersed in the plot. Hearing Chi Yan’s words, she didn’t react much, casually picked up the glass of water he brought over, and drank.

Hmm.

Sweet water.

That’s all.

After a sip, Su Yinhe put the glass of water back.

Sweet, quite nice.

But all her attention was now on the drama.

She had a drama to watch.

Su Yinhe did so, and Chi Yan wasn’t angry,

This just made things convenient for Chi Yan.

Watching her, his gaze was not as restrained as before.

Since she was now focused on watching the drama, he didn’t have to be as reserved as before, he could be a bit... more presumptuous.

Only a bit, not too much.

Because, Galaxy was very perceptive.

Being too presumptuous would be noticed by her.

He didn’t want her to find out too much, to know too much.

Knowing too much, she would be frightened, what if she ran away then.

He could indeed bring her back, but he didn’t want her to be afraid of him.

She just needed to like him.

Nothing else was allowed.

"Want some fruit?" Chi Yan took the opportunity to be a little more presumptuous, watching her for several minutes, then asked.

There were plenty of snacks here, but we were missing fruit.

Compared to snacks, he preferred her to eat fruit.

Fruit was much healthier than snacks.

"Ah, sure." Su Yinhe was still immersed, casually agreeing.

"Mm, then I’ll go cut some for you." Chi Yan, in fact, was struggling to restrain himself again.

Just another excuse to cool off.

He really was about to lose.

Really, losing in such a tragic way.

As Chi Yan cut the fruit, he calmed himself.

The fruits he cut were all very beautiful.

Just like him as a person.

"Brother Chi, what are you doing? Cutting fruit, huh? Is it for me to eat?" Lin Murong was wandering around and then casually spotted Chi Yan cutting fruit.

Fruit, huh.

He had to get some.

"No." Chi Yan coldly refused.

"Hey. We’re good brothers, why so cold? There are so many fruits here, what’s the harm in me having a bit?" Lin Murong was very dissatisfied.

"There are a lot of fruits, you can take and eat yourself." Chi Yan didn’t lack that bit of fruit.

"I don’t want those unwashed, unpeeled ones. I want what you’re holding in your hands..." Lin Murong gave him a pleading look.

"Lin Murong, you’ve got a mouth, use it properly. If you don’t like it, I can help you sew it up." His sewing skills weren’t that great, but at least enough to sew up Lin Murong’s mouth.

Once Chi Yan said that, Lin Murong immediately covered his mouth.

"Brother Chi, why are you so fierce?" Making him very scared. "I just want to eat some of the fruit you’ve cut..." Lin Murong’s voice dwindled under Chi Yan’s lethal glare, getting smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

No more sound from him, Chi Yan was satisfied, taking the cut fruit and leaving.

As soon as Chi Yan left, Lin Murong started stamping his feet.

Angry, so angry.

What did he do wrong? He just wanted some fruit, just some fruit! Chi Yan even threatened him.

Chi Yan this, stingy ghost, really too stingy.

Really.

Hmph.

He’ll wash it himself, he’ll cut it himself, isn’t it just cutting a fruit platter.

Look at Chi Yan, so smug.

As if he could be defeated by anyone.

Murong thought this to himself, but...

Every time he washed a piece of fruit, he couldn’t resist eating it, wash one, eat one, wash one, eat one...

Sometimes with certain fruits, like grapes, he’d wash a bunch and then eat a whole bunch...

He’d wanted to make a fruit platter, but as he washed them, he ended up eating himself full.

What was the point of making a fruit platter again?

Full as he was, it was time to help digestion.

But he was all out of digestive tablets.

If he went to ask Chi Yan for some now, he would definitely be teased. No choice but to rely on taking a stroll.

A little walk, and the fullness would pass.

Hmm...

Forget that fruit platter idea.

After all, it all goes into the stomach, the presentation isn’t important.

Really, it isn’t important.

Because it all looks the same coming out.

Murong started to stroll about.

He truly had managed to eat himself full on fruit.

Chi Yan had washed and cut quite a bit of fruit, and he ended up making a small fruit platter—understanding Su Yinhe’s appetite just about right.

The fruit platter he prepared for Su Yinhe was just enough for her to enjoy without overeating.

He didn’t want to make Su Yinhe eat till she was stuffed.

If Su Yinhe got full, it would be he who felt distressed.

He would feel distressed.

The fruit platter was beautiful.

After all, it was Chi Yan’s work; his food presentations were always beautiful, he liked everything he did to be pretty.

It was all about the details.

But Su Yinhe hardly noticed the beautiful fruit platter.

The drama she was watching had reached a climax. She knew Chi Yan had brought the fruit platter, but she didn’t have the time to give it more than a glance.

Chi Yan didn’t mind whether she watched or appreciated it.

He just sat down beside her and started feeding her with a stick.

Su Yinhe thus got to enjoy the service of a male model.

Hmm...

Chi Yan had a handsome face and a good figure, how was he not considered a male model?

If he became a male model, he would definitely be one of the top-tier kind.

When Su Yinhe was watching the drama, she ate whatever Chi Yan fed her.

She looked especially obedient.

So obedient.

Really so obedient.

While feeding her, Chi Yan’s gaze on Su Yinhe began to shift again.

He thought he was a bit perverted.

He definitely needed to keep it hidden, he dared not let Galaxy find out.

After all, he was genuinely worried she would be scared.

He didn’t want her to feel the slightest bit of fear towards him.

He hoped she would just like him, love him.

Even a hint of fear, and it would make him unhappy.

If he became unhappy, his only outlet would be to beat up Murong.

But there was only one Murong, and through constant beating, he’d wear out—it was consumable.

And at present, he hadn’t found a substitute.

He didn’t want to wear out Murong too quickly.

It would be better to keep him around for a long time.

"Don’t just feed me, you eat too," Su Yinhe nudged him.

Su Yinhe’s words pulled Chi Yan’s messy thoughts back to reality.

"Okay, I’ll eat too," Chi Yan looked at her and smiled.

Even though she didn’t see it.

As Chi Yan bit into a piece of honeydew melon, the thought of sharing the same stick made him secretly gleeful.

Even though they had kissed so many times already, he still found this secretly thrilling.

He really might be very sick.

But he couldn’t resist.

He was never a very normal person to begin with, and after meeting her, he became even less so.