Lin Murong felt he was working very hard, so it was only right that Su Yinhe give him a little supermarket.
This little supermarket was his due reward.
And so, as he played, he managed to break the little supermarket.
Then he had the audacity to ask Su Yinhe to make another one.
Su Yinhe:"???"
What does that even mean?
"Are you addicted to playing now?" Su Yinhe looked at him incredulously.
"Yeah, make me another one. I've worked so hard, you gotta compensate me," Lin Murong said, hands on hips, all brash.
Su Yinhe cracked a slight smile and gave him a knock on the head, just him, daring to be arrogant in front of her.
Lin Murong was hit, and cried. He was already pretty skilled at dropping fake tears.
"For your sake, I work so hard, and this is how you treat me. Where's your conscience, Galaxy?"
