"Right, very happy," Chi Yan ruffled her head.
Su Yinhe's tiny head was filled with great confusion.
What the heck.
Didn't get it.
Really didn't get it.
Anyway, Su Yinhe wasn't going to keep pets anymore, her grand pet plan had met an untimely end, and the happiest person about this was Chi Yan.
He was just, really pleased.
So pleased that he even started making soup.
To nourish Su Yinhe's body.
Su Yinhe: "???"
No, she wasn't that old yet.
Chi Yan was no longer making desserts, now he had switched to making soup.
The thing was, drinking soup, compared to desserts, made it even easier to gain weight.
It's all purines.
Su Yinhe thought this as she drank.
Chi Yan could make soup, each one tasting really good.
And then most of the pot ended up in Su Yinhe's stomach.
The leftover two bowls were for Chi Yan to drink, and the last bit went to Lin Murong.
Lin Murong didn't feel at all like he was getting leftovers, enjoying the soup immensely.
