After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Chapter 459 Getting angry

Of course, when meeting Kurumi in Morax, Gen Zhuoyue did not approach.

After all, she was not familiar with Walnut and had only a superficial understanding of her.

And Hu Tao's perception of her may be just that of a stranger whom she had met once.

It was only because of the existence of Zhongli that there was an anchor point of connection between the two bodies that seemed to be connected by chance.

Yuan Zhuoyue was sitting at a small stall not far from the Wangsheng Hall, mixing a bowl of osmanthus wine meatballs, waiting for Zhongli's meeting with Hu Tao to end.

Of course, Yuan Zhuoyue did not do that this time. Instead, he borrowed the title of Zhongli, a guest official of the Wangsheng Hall, and was able to buy on credit without any justification.

Because Morax had already paid the bill in advance.

The sweet-scented osmanthus flowers pickled in honey, mixed with the unique flavor of fermented rice, exude an alluring and unique aroma.

The small meatballs that were scooped up have a very soft and slightly chewy texture when chewed in the mouth, perhaps because of the fermented rice wine in them.

Yuan Zhuoyue always felt that there was a faint bitter aftertaste in his mouth.

Just like when she drank alcohol in the past, the bitter taste in her mouth made her feel a little unpleasant.

Yuan Zhuoyue wasn't a bad person, and the unique aroma of alcoholic beverages showed that he wasn't someone who didn't drink at all.

Because she can drink all common wines on the market and dishes that require wine.

She sometimes drinks, but not much, mainly because she doesn't like the indescribable bitter feeling that comes with it.

Yuan Zhuoyue felt that the reason why she didn't like drinking was that she was a little worried about the effects of alcohol, which would make her lose her mind and make her behave in an ugly way.

It’s because I don’t like the spicy and bitter taste at the end.

She prefers the pleasant sweetness to this taste.

Yuan Zhuoyue did not pay attention to Morax's current movements, nor did she care what he would say to Walnut, because these things were all irrelevant to her.

A small bowl of fermented glutinous rice is not a lot and can't kill much time.

It didn't take long for Yuan Zhuoyue to scoop out all the meatballs in the bowl, leaving only a little soup in the bowl.

Looking at the bowl in front of him that was almost empty, Yuan Zhuoyue was wondering whether he should buy another bowl of fermented rice balls on credit to satisfy his hunger and kill time while waiting.

The stall owner brought another plate of golden and crispy fried cakes, less than half the size of a palm, and placed it in front of her.

Yuan Zhuoyue raised her eyes and saw the smiling face of the boss: "Mr. Zhongli just left a message, asking me to serve you some snacks, and then we can pay the bill together."

Hearing this, Yuan Zhuoyue lowered his head again and started eating with peace of mind.

When you bite into it, the skin is indeed crispy and crispy, and the filling inside is shredded white radish with some minced meat. All in all, the taste is very good.

However, the scene she is facing now reminds Yuan Zhuoyue of her childhood when her elders took her out to play, but she had to leave because of something urgent.

So I bought some snacks for her, so that she would stay where she was and have good food and drink. Of course, I didn't just find a place and put her there.

Instead, he found a place with a security patrol booth, and when he saw someone standing guard or patrolling, he simply picked her up and put her in front of them.

The little Yuan Zhuoyue, who was left holding the snacks and didn't know what was going on, and the policeman who was suddenly stuffed with a child, looked at each other in bewilderment.

Just wait until I finish my work and come back, then take her to continue traveling.

It seems that Morax really can't handle Walnut. After Yuan Zhuoyue finished eating, the snack stand owner brought out radish cakes, radish meatballs and a series of snacks made with radish.

After having a bowl of rice wine meatballs, Yuan Zhuoyue felt full and his belly was round. He probably couldn't eat anything else in a short period of time.

From supporting his chin with his arm, to slightly tilting his head, he put his fingertips on the back of his neck and touched the skin that left the mark.

They were all a little bored and wanted to pick off the brand that Morax left on the back of her neck.

Yuan Zhuoyue finally saw Morax, the late figure who came leisurely and slowly, then sat down in the empty seat next to her.

Yuan Zhuoyue is not the type of person who would eat alone, so he uses the mark left by Morax on the back of his neck as the source of his tracing.

Sensing Morax moving and before he came to where she was, Yuan Zhuoyue had already asked the stall owner for a bowl of fermented rice balls.

And among the bowls and plates on the table, the remaining half is made of radish and various snacks.

Yuan Zhuoyue first gently pushed the bowl of fermented rice balls towards Morax, then said with a smile: "Try it too, I think it tastes very good."

"Sorry to have kept you waiting." Morax took the chopsticks and spoon handed to him by Yuan Zhuoyue and explained before eating, "I just talked with the hall master for a long time."

"You don't have to explain anything to me." Yuan Zhuoyue waved his hand nonchalantly: "You are free to do whatever you want. As long as it does not concern me, I have no objection."

Morax paused and said, "If I don't say anything, you probably won't be too happy."

Yuan Zhuoyue narrowed his eyes slightly: "What do you mean? Are you saying that I am unreasonable?"

Morax said skillfully, "I didn't mean that. It was my words that made you misunderstand."

Yuan Zhuoyue did not pursue the matter further, but insisted on this point and asked, "So how do you think this snack tastes?"

Morax replied in his low, gentle voice, as usual, "That's right, but... fried food burns the lungs and disturbs the harmony of the body, so it's not advisable to eat too much."

After hearing a lot of quibbling, Yuan Zhuoyue said: "..."

She was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "You're right. Eating too much of these things will indeed cause internal heat."

Seeing that Morax continued to finish the food in the dishes, Yuan Zhuoyue stared at Morax's handsome face.

He asked again, "Where do you want to go next?"

Morax: "Whatever you want."

Yuan Zhuoyue pondered for a moment and said, "I owed a lot of Mora outside by using the name of Zhongli, the guest official of Wangsheng Hall. It just so happens that you are free now, so we... um, you go and make up the debt?"

Morax nodded: "That's fine."

"Don't you have your own ideas? You move when I say something, and you answer whatever I ask, just like a human machine." Yuan Zhuoyue seemed quite dissatisfied with this: "Why? You are so quiet now, do you think you have nothing to say to me?"

Morax: "..."

He looked calm and used to it. "I didn't mean that. I just felt that since you came from a faraway place and are staying here, your feelings should come first in everything."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhuoyue started to be sarcastic again: "Oh... So I am your guest."