Instantly, she pulled a long face, ran back, and urgently shouted, "Honey, do you think I’ve gained weight recently?"
Gu Shaocheng was sitting on the bed reading a book, wearing gold-frad glasses. When he heard her, he raised his eyes slightly.
"It looks like you’ve got a bit of baby fat, but it’s rather cute."
"Cute? It’s clearly just getting fat. They say that after a woman has a baby, if she doesn’t take care of herself, she easily gains weight. Oh, how did I get fat?" Chenxing wished she could sharpen her chin with a knife.
Then she touched her belly, seeming to feel a lump of flesh.
Chenxing cried out, throwing herself into Gu Shaocheng’s arms, "Look, there’s flesh on my belly too. What should I do? I need to lose weight!"
"Having a bit of flesh feels more comfortable to touch. Why do you need to lose weight?" He really didn’t understand why won kept saying they needed to lose weight. Clearly, they’re not fat; a little flesh is healthier and more beautiful. But the woman in his life was just like any other woman in this regard; the mont she gains a bit of flesh, she keeps talking about losing weight.
Gu Shaocheng touched the flesh around her waist, his hand sliding upwards, smirking mischievously, "The flesh grew in the right place. It seems even a bit larger."
Chenxing’s face turned red in an instant, she playfully pushed him away, and returned to the bathroom to continue applying skincare products.
"Ugh, I must have eaten too much chocolate and candies lately," Chenxing lanted.
Decisively deciding not to eat chocolates and candies anymore starting tomorrow, she resolves not to turn into a pig!
Chenxing pouted at the mirror, unable to resist squeezing her face again and again, and only returned to the big double bed in the bedroom after a long ti, lying sideways against Gu Shaocheng, still continuously touching her waist, completely unable to stop.
This obsessive-compulsive disorder!
Is it a condition every woman gets when she realizes she’s gaining weight?
"What have you been eating lately?" Gu Shaocheng casually asked while flipping through the pages of the book.
Chenxing, who was ranting about her weight gain on Weibo, absentmindedly replied, "Chocolate, of course, and candies, so much delivered every day. It’s no wonder I’ve unknowingly beco a pig."
"Delivered every day?" Gu Shaocheng’s eyes narrowed, not ignoring that word.
Chenxing, still busy texting, continued to answer absent-mindedly, "Yes, isn’t it strange I haven’t already gotten fat?"
"Who sent them?"
The surrounding atmosphere turned cold. Chenxing felt a chill, suddenly jerked in realization, and looked up at Gu Shaocheng, seeing that his scrutinizing gaze was almost enough to freeze her, she quickly said, "Ah? What? Of course, I bought it myself. Who would send chocolates these days? I shouldn’t buy them again."
"Chenxing!" Gu Shaocheng called her na slowly, word by word, "Who buys you chocolates every day, hmm?"
Chenxing bit her lip. Damn, her mouth really gets her into trouble.
"Is it that mysterious admirer who sends you flowers every day?" How outrageous, if he can’t send flowers, he sends chocolates. When did this even happen? How co he had no clue about it?
Chenxing giggled, "It’s a secret!"
She turned around, back to him, and yawned, "Honey, I’m going to sleep now."
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