But the other party seemed to have sensed some sort of aura, as a faint golden glow suddenly gathered in his somewhat hollow eyes, his gaze moving away from the tiny tomatoes, then landing on Lin Yi.
He hesitated for a moment, then tentatively grabbed a handful of tiny tomatoes, smeared with tomato juice, and held them out to Lin Yi, "Try some?"
Lin Yi's pupils shrank slightly, and a hand clutching several tiny tomatoes suddenly loomed into his lowered gaze, causing a chill to spin down his spine.
At this moment, he was presented with an option to refuse, but he realized quite clearly that what he should do was not to refuse but to ignore.
Because even if he refused, it would mean that he had already accepted a certain request for interaction from the other party.
He silently moved his tray aside, then turned to Wei Shan and the others, asking, "I'm done eating, what about you?"
