After traveling through time, she just wanted to eat, drink and have fun

Chapter 117 Delicious

In Zhu Yu's tent, there were two big buckets on the ground, one of which was filled with white glutinous rice and the other with soy sauce-colored glutinous rice. Some onions and garlic could also be seen in the buckets. There were two big porcelain bowls next to it, each containing washed dates and pickled pork belly. There was also a bucket with half a bucket of zongzi leaves soaking. Zhu Yu was lying on the small broken bed with her legs crossed, eating peaches. Ever since Prince Jing knew that she didn't like apples last time, he no longer bought her apples, but often sent her other fruits. This time it was peaches. The peaches here tasted different from the ones in the capital. These peaches were white peaches picked from the trees, soft, sticky, sweet and sour. She loved them very much and had secretly stockpiled some for Zhu Wenyun in her space.

While chewing a peach, she asked the system in her mind: "What's going on?"

Before he had even finished eating a peach, he had already asked this question seven or eight times. The system was so annoyed that it couldn't help but reply, "Host, I'll tell you when it's reset. Please stop asking, okay?"

Zhu Yu curled his lips: "I have nothing to do, so I want to ask you what's wrong?"

The system mercilessly exposed her: "You can't wrap two large buckets of zongzi in one day. You don't have to wait for Prince Jing to come before you start."

Zhu Yu was a little embarrassed, but as a strong-willed Chinese woman, she never admits defeat: "No, I have to wait for him. If his performance does not satisfy me, I will not wrap the rice in dumplings, but stuff it directly into his mouth!"

System: ... She sounds so bold. Never mind. I won't argue with her. It's pointless. I'll just keep an eye on her for her.

As Prince Jing walked out of the tent, the system's voice exploded in Zhu Yu's mind: "Host, the bond value has been reset!"

Zhu Yu was very happy, so happy that the peach in her hand was almost squeezed out of her hand: "Well, not bad." Then she added: "If it is cleared, it won't appear again, right?"

The system replied firmly: "No, don't worry, host, Prince Jing is yours now. As long as you are willing, given his attributes, he will always be loyal."

Zhu Yu: ... What belongs to her? Loyalty... Well, she likes it very much.

When Prince Jing opened the curtain and came in, he saw Zhu Yu lying on a small torn bed with a smile on his face, holding a peach that he had taken a few bites of in his hand. However, in Prince Jing's eyes, Zhu Yu was the peach he wanted to eat.

"Ayu, I'm here to make zongzi with you." Prince Jing forced himself to squeeze out these words from his throat. Like a silly young man of his age who had just begun to fall in love, his ears were red.

Zhu Yu looked at Prince Jing in front of her, who was dressed in a dark suit. The fabric fit his body tightly, outlining his strong muscles and his lean and powerful waist. Hmm, she had some ideas. Then she looked at the handsome face gazing at her affectionately. Hmm, she had even more ideas. This man was really hers. She was so happy that she wanted to jump up and scream.

However, in this situation, it was inappropriate to do anything. Zhu Yu sat up from the small broken bed and said casually, "My lord, this white peach is delicious. Would you like to try it?"

Prince Jing didn't say a word. His eyes shifted from Zhu Yu's juicy red lips to her tender fingers and the peach in her hand that was about to drip with juice. His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously and he walked towards Zhu Yu unconsciously, stopped, lowered his head, and took a bite of the peach in her hand. His lips rubbed against Zhu Yu's fingers, which were soft and hot, whether intentionally or unintentionally. Zhu Yu's heart trembled subconsciously, and in the end he said nothing.

On the other hand, Prince Jing seemed to have opened up his Ren and Du meridians. He stared at the red taro without blinking, and after eating it, he said, "It's delicious."

Zhu Yu was a little embarrassed. He ate the peach in his hand in a few seconds, washed his hands in the basin at the door, pointed at the things on the ground and asked Prince Jing: "Prince, can you make zongzi?"

Prince Jing looked at the two barrels of rice on the ground, and his eyes twitched. He thought Zhu Yu would just make a few for fun, but he made so many. How long would it take to make them all? He had been in the military camp before, and he did know how to make rice dumplings, but it was not very good-looking. But how could he miss such a good opportunity? "I don't know how to make rice dumplings, can Ah Yu teach me?"