C486 You Can Dream but No

I couldn't help but complain when I saw Sweet Dew gorging herself in the living room with a roasted durian in her arms.

"I don't know how heavy your taste is, but you actually like this kind of thing. It's not that I'm saying, what's the difference between this and eating that?"

Sweet Dew didn't care at all. I rolled my eyes at the sky, "This is pure jealousy