Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies
Chapter 423: Fried King Oyster Mushroom

Chapter 423: Fried King Oyster Mushroom

After he finished the fried ribs, he wanted to eat Fried Enoki Mushroom.

Su Yinhe was so engrossed in the drama that she didn’t notice Chi Yan coming over with a glass of water.

"This milk tea I just made is a bit too sweet because I added too much sugar. If you find it cloying, you can drink this water. It’s also sweet, but not as much," said Chi Yan, a man who was rational and cool-headed.

So as soon as he was out of Su Yinhe’s line of sight, he quickly regained his composure.

Became even more restrained.

Just a man exercising restraint.

At this point, Su Yinhe was completely absorbed in the plot; she hardly reacted to Chi Yan’s words and casually picked up the glass of water he had brought and drank.

Hmm.

Sweet water.

That’s it.

After taking a sip, Su Yinhe set the glass of water back down.

Sweet, pretty good.

But all her attention was on the drama now.

She wanted to watch her show.

Chi Yan wasn’t upset by Su Yinhe’s behavior.

Her being this way was actually convenient for Chi Yan.

Watching her, his eyes were no longer as restrained as before.

Now that she was focused on the drama, he didn’t need to exhibit the self-restraint he had before and could be a little... more indulgent.

Just a little bit, not too much.

Because Galaxy was very sensitive.

Being too indulgent would be detected by her.

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

Knowing too much would scare her, and what if she ran away?

He could capture her again, but he didn’t want her to be afraid of him.

All she needed was to like him.

Nothing else was allowed.

"Do you want some fruit?" Chi Yan indulged just a bit in his gaze, watching her for several minutes before asking.

There were plenty of snacks here, but what was missing was fruit.

Compared to snacks, he preferred her to eat fruit.

Fruits were much healthier than snacks.

"Oh, sure," replied Su Yinhe, still immersed, without much thought.

"Okay, then I’ll go cut some for you," said Chi Yan, who was actually struggling to maintain his composure again.

Just finding an excuse to cool down, that’s all.

He really was going to be defeated.

A devastating defeat.

As Chi Yan cut the fruit, he calmed himself.

The fruit he cut was beautiful.

Just like him.

"Brother Chi, what’s up? Cutting fruit? Is it for me?" Lin Murong was wandering around when he stumbled upon Chi Yan preparing the fruit.

Fruit, huh?

He had to get some.

"No," Chi Yan coldly refused.

"Hey. We’re close friends, why are you being so cold? There’s plenty of fruit here; what’s wrong with me having some?" Lin Murong was unhappy.

"There’s lots of fruit, just help yourself," Chi Yan replied, not lacking in fruit.

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

"Lin Murong, if you have a mouth, use it properly. If you don’t like it, I can sew it up for you." He wasn’t great with needlework, but adequate to stitch up Lin Murong’s mouth.

At Chi Yan’s words, Lin Murong immediately covered his mouth.

"Brother Chi, why be so fierce?" He was frightened. "I just wanted some of the fruit you cut..." Lin Murong’s voice shrunk under Chi Yan’s menacing gaze, growing fainter until it disappeared.

With Lin Murong silent, Chi Yan was satisfied and left with the cut fruit.

As soon as Chi Yan departed, Lin Murong started stamping his foot.

Angry, so very angry.

What had he done wrong? He just wanted some fruit, that’s all! And Chi Yan even threatened him.

Chi Yan, the miser, was really too stingy.

Really.

Hmph.

He would wash them himself, cut them himself. It was just a fruit plate, after all.

Look at Chi Yan’s smugness.

As if he had never seen anything like it.

Lin Murong thought this to himself, but...

He washed a piece of fruit, and couldn’t help but eat one, washed one, ate one, washed one, ate one...

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

He wanted to make a fruit platter, but as he was washing, he ended up eating so much he was stuffed.

Who cares about the damn fruit platter now.

Stuffed, it was time to help digestion.

No more digestive tablets available.

If he went to ask Chi Yan for some now, he’d definitely be ignored—no choice but to rely on a good walk.

A walk, a walk, and the fullness would subside.

Hmm...

Forget about the fruit platter.

In the end, it all goes into the stomach; the presentation isn’t important.

Really not important.

Because it all looks the same when it comes out.

Lin Murong started to stroll.

He had genuinely overstuffed himself with fruit.

Chi Yan washed and cut the fruit, and the amount he brought out was quite significant, finally making a small fruit plate—Chi Yan had a good understanding of Su Yinhe’s appetite.

The fruit platter he prepared for Su Yinhe was just enough to satisfy her cravings without causing her to overeat.

He didn’t want Su Yinhe to overeat.

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

He would feel distressed.

The fruit platter was beautiful.

After all, it was made by Chi Yan, who always made his dishes look nice; he liked to make everything beautiful.

It’s all about the presentation.

However, Su Yinhe didn’t pay much attention to such a beautiful fruit platter.

Her drama was reaching its climax, and although she knew Chi Yan had come back with the fruit platter, she didn’t spare much time to look at it.

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

He simply sat beside her and started feeding her with a toothpick.

Su Yinhe got to enjoy the services of a male model.

Hmm...

Chi Yan was handsome with a good figure, why wouldn’t he be considered a male model?

If he were to become a model, he would definitely be top-tier.

Su Yinhe would eat whatever Chi Yan fed her while she watched her drama.

She looked so obedient.

So obedient.

Really so obedient.

As Chi Yan continued feeding her, he felt that his gaze toward Su Yinhe was becoming inappropriate.

He thought he was a bit perverted.

He definitely had to hide this well; he dared not let Galaxy find out.

After all, he was really worried that she would be scared.

He didn’t want her to feel even a hint of fear towards him.

He wanted her to like him, to love him.

Even a bit of fear, and he would be unhappy.

If unhappy, he would only be able to vent by beating up Lin Murong.

But, Lin Murong was only one person, a consumable, and once beaten up enough times, he would be gone, with no replacement found yet.

He didn’t want to use up Lin Murong so quickly.

Better to make it last.

"Don’t just feed me; you eat too," Su Yinhe urged.

Just one sentence from Su Yinhe pulled Chi Yan back from his scattered thoughts.

"Okay, I’ll eat too," Chi Yan said, looking at her with a smile.

Even though she wasn’t looking.

Chi Yan ate a slice of cantaloupe, and the fact that it was from the same toothpick gave him a secret thrill.

Despite having kissed her so many times, such little things still made him feel elated.

He might really be quite sick.

But he couldn’t help it.

He wasn’t very normal to start with, and after meeting her, he became even less so.