"Slept well."
She is obviously in much better spirits today than yesterday.
"Yeah, I've recovered."
Zhao Jun nodded and walked to the table next to him and opened Ying Zheng's food box.
"Do you eat tofu pudding too?"
As soon as Zhao Jun opened the food box prepared for Ying Zheng, he saw the tofu pudding he had just eaten, but it was filled with chili oil.
Ying Zheng had already walked to the table and sat down. He took a look at the contents of another food box and saw a bowl of tofu pudding.
"Why, I can't eat it?"
He picked up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of tofu pudding filled with chili oil.
"No, of course you can eat it. I just didn't expect you to like spicy food so much."
She sat opposite and slowly picked up her tofu pudding, which was full of melted malt sugar.
"You eat sweets?"
Even from a distance, Ying Zheng could smell the faint sweet fragrance from her bowl.
"Well, tofu pudding should be sweetened. It's wrong to eat it like this."
Zhao Jun resolutely defended his identity as a sweet party and belittled the salty party.
"It tastes so sweet, I don't know what's so delicious about it." Ying Zheng replied to her.
"Don't you like spicy hot pot? Why do you want sweet tofu pudding?"
Ying Zheng glanced at the bowl of sweet tofu pudding with disdain.
"I like spicy hot pot, but that doesn't stop me from liking sweet tofu pudding."
Zhao Jun said bluntly, glaring at him.
The lunch passed in the battle between sweet and salty.
Lord Zhao didn't expect Ying Zheng to be so childish now. He wanted to compete with her?
Could it be that Ying Zheng couldn't escape the fact that a man remains a boy until his death?
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