"Salad."
When Fang Zheng opened her eyes again, the first thing she heard was the sound of pages turning.
"Hooah..."
She yawned groggily, then looked over to the side and, as expected, saw Yuzhu sitting opposite her, holding a book.
"Yo, Yuzhu."
Fang Zheng waved at Yuzhu, and Yuzhu lifted her head to glance at Fang Zheng.
Then she lowered her head again to look at her book.
"Long time no see, I even brought you a gift this time, a specialty from the Capital City. It's quite tasty."
As she spoke, Fang Zheng licked her lips.
"I was hoping for something like roasted buns, but unfortunately, in this weird place, after asking for a long time, the best they have is fried dumplings... wanna try some together?"
"........."
Upon hearing Fang Zheng's words, Yuzhu raised her head and silently stared at Fang Zheng without saying a word.
"........"
What's that supposed to mean?
