After being bound by the eating and broadcasting system, I became a heartthrob

Chu Yu broke away from his movements, turned around and looked at him helplessly, "You are the one who wants to watch the fun, and you are the one who is not allowed to watch. What do you want?"

Meng Zhenzhi held his hand with a playful smile, "I regret it, let's go and find a pub to drink."

Chu Yu reluctantly let him lead her.

Meng Zhenzhi pulled him, and swaggered into a tavern near Hualou. There were two majestic and majestic stone lions on both sides, and a large plaque of a time-honored brand, Shujuweilou, was hung on it.

Walking in and taking a look, I found that the bustling here is not inferior to Hualou. Some Jianghu people who are already drunk are fisting and drinking, and the atmosphere is lively.

Xiaoer was so busy that he didn't even touch the ground and had to find time to run over to meet him, "Who are you?"

Meng Zhenzhi waved two fingers in front of them.

Xiao Er smiled and threw the towel on his shoulders, "Okay, honored guests, the private seat on the second floor, please."

Meng Zhenzhi dragged Chu Yu up the stairs, and found a place with a good view upstairs, where he paralyzed, crossing his legs, "Little Er, what good wine do you have?"

Chu Yu reminded, "Order first."

"Uh," Xiao Er looked back and forth between the two, not knowing who to listen to first.

Meng Zhenzhi sighed, and reluctantly compromised, "All right, all right, what's your signboard, let's get a few first, and don't starve this little glutton."

Chu Yu, who was inexplicably accused of being a greedy ghost, ignored him, and asked the little girl who was standing beside him with a blank face, "Is there anything sweet?"

Xiaoer immediately said, "Yes, yes, the steamed jujube sugar cake made by our Jiangnan cook is delicious and sweet. If you don't like it, there are also cloud silk sugar, sweet malt, and sweet-scented osmanthus cake. You will be satisfied."

"Okay." Anyway, he wasn't the one who paid the bill, Chu Yu waved his hand boldly, "All will be paid first."

"Don't listen to him," Meng Zhenzhi said with a stiff expression, "I want a steamed jujube sugar cake, please put less sugar."

Chu Yu turned her head and looked at him in disbelief, "Why are you so stingy?"

"If you eat so much sugar, you don't want your teeth anymore?" Meng Zhenzhi didn't soften his heart at all. He rubbed his temples with a headache, "Who had a toothache the day before yesterday and screamed that he would never eat sweets again? The scars healed so quickly It hurts."

Just as Chu Yu was about to accuse him of his cruel behavior, she shut her mouth after hearing this sentence, as quiet as a chicken.

After leaving the palace, there was no Lan'er in charge of him, and he became unrestrained in eating. A few days ago, he had a toothache. Meng Zhenzhi pinched his mouth and looked at him for a long time, saying that his teeth were broken. Only then did he realize that he seemed to be a It's time to avoid eating.

Meng Zhenzhi ordered a few more dishes, and ordered a pot of green bamboo leaves. In a blink of an eye, he found that Chu Yu was still looking listless, and he couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

"Aren't you and your second brother really a family that doesn't come into the house? It's just that your second brother has never broken his teeth."

"Perhaps the second brother was bad too, but you didn't know it," Chu Yu retorted like revenge.

"Tsk," Meng Zhenzhi looked at him, smiled without saying a word.

After a while, he still looked at Chu Yu with a smile, but now Chu Yu felt a little uncomfortable, and he gave him a dark look, "What are you doing looking at me?"

Meng Zhenzhi smacked his lips, and after a while he said slowly, "It's okay, I just found out that His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince seems to be getting more and more childish."

"..." Chu Yu blinked and turned away from him, "Is there?"

"It's becoming more and more popular." Meng Zhenzhi smiled, "I still remember the first time I saw His Highness, it was also in such a place, the people next to him were lively, and only His Highness sat quietly. There, like a little fairy overlooking the world."

That's why when he saw Chu Yu, he couldn't help but chant a song, saying that Chu Yu was like the moon.

His brows and eyes are gentle, but his whole body is cold, making people want to get close, but at the same time daunting, he only dares to look up from afar.

The corners of Chu Yu's eyes twitched, feeling that his metaphor was too exaggerated.

Unexpectedly, Meng Zhenzhi sighed, and continued, "I just thought at the time, what kind of person and what kind of things would such a little fairy get involved in fireworks?"

I wonder if he has such an honor?

Chu Yu was speechless for a moment, "Then do you know now?"

Meng Zhenzhi remained silent, but looked at Chu Yu with softer eyes.

After a long time, he turned his face away, and his eyes fell on the jar of green bamboo leaves that had just been placed on the table, "If I had known that the Sixth Prince could be cheated away with a plate of pastries, I would have done it long ago."

Chu Yu patiently explained, "I'm not that kind of person."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of steamed jujube sugar cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

Um?Delicious!

Chu Yu lowered his eyes, looked at this small plate of steamed jujube sugar cake dotted with red dates and dark green, and silently praised it in his heart.

Sure enough, you can't just look at the surface. For example, this plate of red date cake looks ordinary, but it is very sweet. For example, the person sitting next to him looks like Zhilan Yushu, but in fact he talks like a dog.

Chu Yu learned a profound way of life from it, and felt a little regretful that not everyone could understand this truth.

Meng Zhenzhi looked at Chu Yu contemplatively at the jujube cake, and while he was in a daze, took the opportunity to insert a chopstick into it.

He took a sip, smacked his lips, and said strangely, "What's the matter? Isn't it pretty good, isn't it to your liking?"

Chu Yu,"……"

It's a miracle that this person can live to such a big age. Is the main reason because most people can't beat him?

Chu Yu fell into deep thought again.

Seeing that Chu Yu ignored him, Meng Zhenzhi was not in a hurry, he poured himself a glass of wine slowly, poured another glass and handed it to Chu Yu, "Bamboo leaf green tastes bitter and green, but not intoxicating, it can clear away heat and relieve tiredness. "

Ever since he got drunk last time, Chu Yu especially hated drinking. He put the cup handed over by Meng Zhenzhi by his hand, but didn't touch him.

Seeing that he didn't drink, Meng Zhenzhi didn't force him either.

Taking this opportunity, Chu Yu thought of the live broadcast room that he had been neglecting for several days, and the grass was almost growing, and finally realized his conscience.

Sure enough, when he opened the live broadcast room, a strong resentment came to his face.

[I really believe that Yuyu will go online every day, heh, how naive. 】

【Has Yu'er really forgotten about us?I'm dry. 】

[Calm after disappointment again and again. 】

[Baby Yuer, come and kiss me!Mom misses you so much woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! 】

Chu Yu looked at the barrage apologetically. This was the first time he had apologized. "I've been too busy these days, so I don't have time. I'll make up for it later."

A virtual little dumpling jumped out.

This time it didn’t see Chu Yu in its eyes, it was all delicious food on the table, after sucking them one by one, it slipped and fell into Chu Yu’s wine glass, and was already drunk when it crawled out up.

Chu Yu picked it up and shook it. Knowing that it would not feel uncomfortable, she still loved it, spread a handkerchief on the table, and let him lie on it.

"We are in Zhangzhou now, which is far away from the capital. Today I have free time, so I went out for a stroll with Brother Meng," Chu Yu glanced at Meng Zhenzhi, who was drinking alone and enjoying the scenery.

Although Meng Zhenzhi couldn't hear what he said, he turned his head as if feeling something, just in time to meet Chu Yu's gaze, and curled his lips at him, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay," Chu Yu looked away awkwardly.

He forked a piece of jujube cake, "This is steamed jujube sugar cake. It is said to be the signature of this restaurant. It tastes really good, and it is comparable to the level of the royal chef in the palace."

This is his highest evaluation of this jujube cake.

[Yuyu still loves sweets after leaving the palace 2333333. 】

[I feel that Yuyu's taste is completely skewed by the second brother hahaha, I don't know how the second brother is doing now. 】

[Help, the second brother Ben is going to climb the wall, brother Meng is really handsome, handsome and handsome. 】

Seeing that someone still praised Meng Zhenzhi, Chu Yu complained dissatisfiedly, "He just ate a big piece of jujube cake from me."

[Help, the food-protecting Yuer is so cute awsl! 】

[Hahahahaha haha ​​mixed him, did Meng let him go directly to herself? 】

【The first time I saw him, I knew he was not a good person! 】

After Chu Yu ate a few pieces of jujube cake, he felt a little tired, so he turned his attention to the other dishes on the table.

Seeing Chu Yu staring at him, Meng Zhenzhi pointed to him, "This is haggis, this is steamed shad, one is a local dish, and the other is a Jiangnan dish, but His Highness should not lack these in the palace." of."

Chu Yu was happy to listen to his explanation, and without wasting words, she turned her head and said to the barrage, "Listen to Brother Meng, you are right."

He scooped up a spoonful of soup, and said slowly, half-truthfully, "I had a very hard life in the palace. I grew up eating rotten cabbages. How can I have such good things?"

"Oh? Is that so?" Meng Zhenzhi smiled, "then eat more to make up for all the hardships we suffered before."

Chu Yu took a sip of the soup, his eyes lit up, even though he was gasping for breath, he couldn't help but taste a few more sips.

After he drank a bowl of soup, he realized that he was already hot all over, and his throat was burning hot. He looked around but couldn't find any water, so he picked up a cup next to him and drank it all in one gulp.

[Wait, this cup! 】

[It was the cup that fell into it just now, I remember it contained wine]

[By the way, can Yu'er drink alcohol?]

[Probably not. 】

The people in front of the barrage and Meng Zhenzhi looked at Chu Yu nervously.

Chu Yu stared blankly at the cup in his hand, and after a while, his cheeks also began to turn red.

Fearing that he was drunk again, Meng Zhenzhi quickly snatched the cup from his hand, only to find that there was not a drop of wine in it, and Chu Yu drank it all.

Chu Yu licked her moist lips, propped her head on one hand, and looked at Meng Zhenzhi innocently.

Meng Zhenzhi, "Are you okay?"

Chu Yu seemed to be quite conscious, and nodded, "Fortunately, I'm not drunk."

Meng Zhenzhi blinked suspiciously.

Before he figured out whether Chu Yu was good at drinking or was already drunk, he smelled a faint scent of wine on his face.

Chu Yu's eyes were clear and moist, and he looked at Meng Zhenzhi without blinking. His voice was a little soft, as if confirming who he was, and he called out, "Brother Meng? Are you Brother Meng?"

Before Meng Zhenzhi could react, Chu Yu smiled, kissed him on the side of the cheek, and then leaned her head on Meng Zhenzhi's shoulder and closed it as if she didn't realize what she had done. eye rest.

Meng Zhenzhi, "..."

His body was stiff, he couldn't see the bullet screen that was flying past, he just stared at an empty place for a while.

What's going on, how does he feel, he himself seems to be a little drunk.