My Empress is My Bad Girl

Yun Dai simply dialed the phone and said, "Tangtang, why are you serving such spicy dishes today?"

"I specially asked the chef to make it." Ji Tangtang replied, "It was originally to take care of Sister Yun's taste, but just now I found that my mouth no longer hurts, and I can eat it by myself."

She pointed her phone at the dishes on the table, picked up a piece of boiled fish fillet, and put it on the white rice.

Yun Dai raised her head and said to Zhao Yuanjing, "Goodbye."

Zhao Yuanjing: "..."

He pulled her ponytail and said funny: "Eating one less meal won't kill you."

"Let go!" Yun Dai struggled.

"You're on your menstrual period, so don't eat such spicy food." Zhao Yuanjing said softly.

Yun Dai paused and said angrily: "I really don't understand, why are everyone so interested in other people's menstruation? This is a normal physiological phenomenon, what's so funny and shy, laughing in public, what's there? So secretive?"

Zhao Yuanjing smiled and said, "I didn't laugh at you, are you too sensitive?"

"I just don't like that."

"Are you upset because Qian Hui said it in public? You know she's a big mouth, and you have to let her know."

"Who let her know, when I went to the bathroom, she saw it."

"That's nothing." Zhao Yuanjing said with a gentle smile, "You yourself said that this is a normal thing. If you really think so, why would you care about what others say? Would you care if others say you didn't eat today? ?"

"I don't mind, but I don't mind when people say I'm grumbling in public because I haven't eaten."

"You."

Zhao Yuanjing habitually touched her head, but she avoided her, "In the eyes of everyone, don't move your hands and feet. Okay, I'll go to the cafeteria for dinner with you."

The two walked side by side toward the dining hall.

Children of this age are growing up. After the morning class, all of them are hungry. After class, they go down the mountain with their lunch boxes like tigers and rush to the cafeteria.

Yun Dai and Zhao Yuanjing naturally wouldn't compete with them, so they went to the second floor of the cafeteria, where there were stir-fried stir-fries and various snacks.

Yun Dai asked for a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup, and Zhao Yuanjing a bowl of ramen.

Seeing that he was eating with chopsticks and eating seriously, Yun Dai said, "You eat this every day? I'll make some good ones for you when I go home on weekends."

"It's good." Zhao Yuanjing said, "I choose a different food every day, which is quite interesting."

Yun Dai smiled: "Why are you like Ji Tangtang, you eat ice cream with different flavors every day, why do you keep this stamp collection?"

"Stamp collecting? What is that?"

"In the past when the Internet was not developed, people wrote letters and communicated more, and stamps were attached to the envelopes, which was equivalent to postage. Because the stamps were beautifully patterned and there were many limited editions, a large number of stamp collectors were born."

"Understood."

"When I was in elementary school, I also made pen pals, and I collected stamps for several years on a whim. Now I have a big book at home." Yun Dai paused, "I have a lot of precious limited-edition stamps in my stamp album, er... …”

Zhao Yuanjing said with a half-smile, "Did your father and aunt bought it for you?"

Yun Dai was a little embarrassed: "I was proud at the time, thinking I was lucky. Only when I grew up did I realize..."

Zhao Yuanjing said with a smile: "It's nothing, they just want to make you happy."

"Yes, I certainly won't be angry about it, it's just funny in retrospect."