Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies
Chapter 395: Do you want fried chicken cartilage?

Chapter 395: Do you want fried chicken cartilage?

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.

"Yes, fried chicken frame, do you want it?" She had bought a lot of it previously, mainly because it was cheap and plentiful.

It was perfect for Murong, the big eater.

"Yes, yes, yes, I’ll eat it, I want everything edible." How could he possibly refuse?

"Okay, then I’ll get it for you." Su Yinhe grabbed five packs.

"Go ahead, there are all sorts of flavors, spicy, cumin, and Orleans..." She had bought all the flavors available when she purchased them.

She had loved eating fried chicken frames when she was working before, but after eating too much, she got sick of them.

"Thank you, Galaxy. You really are a good person." Murong was touched.

Galaxy actually took out five packs at once.

So touching.

"Hehe, thank you for praising me. I indeed am a good person," Su Yinhe said, feeling a little guilty.

Those fried chicken frames, actually, were ones she didn’t want.

Cough cough cough...

It was tough for Murong.

But then again, it wasn’t really tough.

After all, it was still food.

Others couldn’t even get this to eat.

Only Murong had this privilege.

"Hehehe, heart." Murong picked up two fried chicken frames and formed a heart shape with them for Su Yinhe.

Su Yinhe: "..."

Hmm...

Hmm...

Hard to comment, so she chose not to.

In this way, Murong was gnawing at fried chicken frames, Chi Yan was eating fries, and Su Yinhe was holding a cup of water watching them eat.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to eat, mainly, she had secretly eaten a lot while making them.

She had gotten a bit sick of it.

She, having a small appetite, ate little.

Hmm...

How could it not be?

The thing about fried chicken frames, the more you eat, the more addictive and flavorful they become.

And the spicier.

It started mild, but the more Murong ate, the spicier it felt to him.

Then he crazily drank water.

Su Yinhe was quite considerate, seeing this, she even poured water for him.

"Galaxy, you’re pretty nice," Murong said with a touched expression.

"That’s right." Su Yinhe nodded and accepted his compliment.

"Hehehe." Murong chuckled foolishly, drank a glass of water, and continued eating.

Seeing him about to finish, Su Yinhe timely refilled several packs for him and poured another glass of water.

Thoughtful boss, online service.

Chi Yan watched, feeling jealous.

But he didn’t say it outright.

He just stopped eating his fries and just stared straight at Su Yinhe.

Su Yinhe felt his gaze and froze, then realized belatedly.

She poured him a glass of water.

"Cough, cough, cough... you... um... have some water. You must be thirsty after eating all those fries for so long."

"It’s okay, I’m not as thirsty as Murong." Chi Yan still had a smile on his face, his tone casual, but it was still a bit sarcastic.

Su Yinhe: "..."

She silently poured him a bit more.

Lin Murong, eating fried chicken wings: "..."

He had a feeling of sudden disaster.

Wasn’t he... not supposed to appear in front of these two?

He might get caught in the crossfire.

He wanted to live, to live well.

"Should I go?" Lin Murong asked, holding the fried chicken wings, testing the waters.

"Go? Where would you go?" Chi Yan raised an eyebrow, "Can you even leave the supermarket?"

Lin Murong: "???"

"No, that’s too much. I’m not leaving the supermarket. I was born in the supermarket, and I’ll die as a supermarket’s pride. Don’t think about pushing me away to monopolize Galaxy! You think I don’t know what you’re plotting," Lin Murong stated righteously.

Su Yinhe: "What’s he plotting, tell me, elaborate," Su Yinhe was quite curious.

Lin Murong looked at her and coughed twice.

"This... I can’t say, I have a reputation. Embarrassed to say."

"So... what is it then?" Su Yinhe was really curious. "You... still have a face?" She didn’t believe him.

"How do I not have a face? I definitely have a face! I have such a big face!" Lin Murong looked at her incredulously.

"Is that so?" Su Yinhe scrutinized his face for a bit. "I always thought you didn’t have one. Sorry, my mistake."

Su Yinhe apologized to him.

However, that apology was probably better not given, as Lin Murong was about to explode.

"How can you say that? That’s too much." Lin Murong was really about to lose it.

Galaxy’s words were increasingly infuriating.

"Me, too much? I wouldn’t say that. I even treated you to so much food," Su Yinhe said sweetly. "How can you say I’m too much?"

"You are too much, bullying me," Murong wanted to cry.

"I have not. Don’t slander me." Lin Murong was dumbfounded, how did it turn into him bullying Galaxy?

He wouldn’t dare.

He wouldn’t dare to bully his boss.

Still, he was eating her food, living in her place, how could he bully her?

He was not that shameless... wait, were they back to that again?

"Whether it’s slander, you know it yourself," Su Yinhe replied.

A familiar phrase.

Lin Murong looked at her, then at Chi Yan.

Wow, no wonder they say these two are a pair.

Birds of a feather flock together, they even talk the same way.

"Do I know? What do I know, how would I know. You two, ganging up, bullying me alone," he really felt like crying.

"No, what are you talking about? You’re overthinking," Su Yinhe waved her hand, gesturing for him not to overthink.

"Me overthinking? Are you sure it’s me?" Lin Murong looked at her suspiciously.

"Sure and certain," Su Yinhe was resolute.

You couldn’t tell at all that she was fooling him.

"You... I don’t believe you," Lin Murong wouldn’t trust her.

"Believe it or not, whatever," Su Yinhe also gestured a heart at him.

Lin Murong: "???"

Such a sarcastic heart gesture.

Galaxy, you’ve picked up bad habits.

And it seems you’ve learned them from him.

How annoying.

"You shouldn’t do this, I’m scared," Lin Murong shivered.

"What are you scared of, don’t be scared," Su Yinhe came over, gently patting his head.

"You... I’m even more scared now."