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

Lin Ze'an and Yin Mangmang, who were sitting opposite, were obviously full and couldn't eat any more. They began to be polite and took the spoonful of hot food that had just been taken out of the pot.

One of them said, "Eat it. If you like it, eat more."

The other person said, "No, no, I've already eaten. You should eat more."

"You ordered this, so of course you're the one eating it!"

"I asked you and only ordered this dish after I got your consent! You can't blame me now."

The two of them were so serious about blaming each other that they didn't notice at all the interaction that Yuan Zhuoyue had just had with the small golden cube.

The small golden cube that was held under Yuan Zhuoyue's palm cried out in pain: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts... I was wrong, I was wrong, you're almost crushing this container of mine!"

Yuan Zhuoyue only slightly relieved some of the force, but did not release the palm that was still pressing on the golden cube. He tapped lightly on one side of the golden cube with his fingertips.

Then he asked softly, "...Tell me, why did you deliberately cause trouble just now?"

The small golden cube struggled slightly under Yuan Zhuoyue's palm, but found that he was still unable to break free from the shackles brought by Yuan Zhuoyue.

I couldn't help feeling a little discouraged.

He just felt that the current situation was a little outrageous beyond his expectations. Yuan Zhuoyue could easily subdue him when using the body created by Morax.

Why is it that now that I have returned to my own body, I can still do this.

When Yuan Zhuoyue just returned to his own body, the small golden cube was being carried around. It was wrapped in a familiar aura and controlled in a familiar way.

He subconsciously followed the habit of not resisting that he had developed in the previous few days and did not struggle or move.

But now he realized belatedly that Yuan Zhuoyue had returned to his own body, and he felt that he should be able to escape from Yuan Zhuoyue's control now.

His mentality had changed from the cautious one before, and he gradually became a little bit distracted.

And now, the little golden cube was slapped in the face by Yuan Zhuoyue, and its rationality was slapped back.

Now it was impossible for him to admit that he was just looking for trouble. He thought about it and came up with a good idea: "I'm just a little curious..."

Yuan Zhuoyue didn't give him the chance to finish his words, and said coldly: "Then continue to be curious."

Then he continued to put the food in his bowl into his stomach, but suddenly, another colander full of boiled ingredients appeared in front of Yuan Zhuoyue.

He directly poured a spoonful of the stuff into Yuan Zhuoyue's bowl, and the culprit said with a grin, "This is delicious. I see you haven't eaten much yet. You should eat more! Otherwise, if we attack you later, you will suffer a great loss!"

Yuan Zhuoyue didn't really think so. She thought Yin Mangmang added all these things to her bowl just because she saw that she ate little.

The current situation is more like the two people opposite, who ordered too many dishes and couldn't finish them, so they wanted to find someone to share.

Because in the past, when they went out to eat, they would pick up the delicious food first, and if it was not enough, they would order another one to satisfy their cravings.

The remaining food that you don’t like or that you can’t finish will always be saved for last.

Yuan Zhuoyue could make such an inference because he knew the two people in front of him too well.

Sure enough, Yin Mangmang, who was poking a pissed beef ball with chopsticks, had already started blaming others.

She frowned and said to Lin Ze'an, "Shouldn't we eat fresh food when we cook hot pot? Why did you order a beef ball?"

Lin Ze'an also swallowed the lucky bag of fish roe in his mouth with some difficulty: "Then is this thing I'm eating fresh? Isn't it also frozen food? Didn't you say it was delicious before? Why don't you eat it after eating one or two?"

The cheeks of both of them were stuffed bulging, and the food was chewed carefully in their mouths, as if they could taste some different flavor.

In the end, it was Yin Mangmang who came up with an idea: "How about we finish eating the ones that have already been cooked? Pack up the ones that haven't been cooked and take them home, and cook them in a pot as tomorrow's meal?"

After these words were spoken, Lin Ze'an nodded in agreement, and then the two of them turned their gazes to Yuan Zhuoyue at the same time.

Although no words were spoken, that look seemed to be speaking.

Can you still eat it? If you can, eat more.

Yuan Zhuoyue: “…” Am I a good-for-nothing?

Yuan Zhuoyue has already gotten used to the fact that the two of them are now humble and courteous to each other, after all, this was something they always did whenever they got together for dinner in the past.

No matter where we go to eat, in the end we find that we ordered too many dishes and can’t finish them, so we start to blame each other like this.

I wish I could just stuff the food into the other person's mouth to prevent myself from eating more.

Yuan Zhuoyue said helplessly: "You two are always like this. Don't you know to order a few less dishes when you order?"

Yin Mangmang replied confidently, "Aren't all the delicious dishes clearly written on the menu? I thought that since there are so many of us, we could order a few more dishes so that I can try everything. The three of us can still eat a lot... Even if we can't finish it, can't we still take it away?"

Lin Ze'an also nodded and agreed: "She is right."

Yin Mangmang continued, "And you know that my little hospital is different from where you work. It's very stingy. Not only do they not want to turn on the air conditioner, but the food in the cafeteria is terrible... The food I packed back was all relief food for our department!"

Yuan Zhuoyue was also stuffing meat into his mouth and replied indifferently: "You two always have your own reasons."

So the three people, who were full but didn't want to waste food, slowly finished the cooked food in the pot bit by bit.

During this process, a new group of people had already taken up their positions at several tables nearby.

After finally finishing everything, Yin Mangmang leaned back and stroked his bloated stomach: "…Finally finished eating, let's take a break first, and then go for a walk in the park to digest the food, shall we?"

Lin Ze'an also drank a mouthful of sour plum soup to relieve the greasy feeling in his mouth, and then he said, "More than ten minutes ago, you said you were full, and you forced yourself to eat for so long."

Yin Mangmang just touched his belly and said, "My stomach says it's full, but my mouth says it can still eat."

"Every time I travel, I see local specialty restaurants on the street and want to eat them all. But unfortunately... I'm already full after just passing a few restaurants." She said with a very sad expression: "Because of this crappy job, the vacation is short and I can't stay for too long. Every time I have to go back to work before I can eat enough... But after I pack up those special snacks and bring them back, I feel that they don't taste as good as when they were freshly baked."