"Let's eat," he said gently.
After saying so, he bent to sit down. He picked up the sweet and sour pork ribs with his chopsticks and began chewing gracefully.
Wen Xuxu had a devious and sly gleam in her eyes.
She gnashed her teeth as she repeated in her head. 'Little dog, little dog, hurry up and chew the bones.'
She remained standing, causing Yan Rusheng to raise his head and ask, "Wen Xuxu, why aren't you eating?"
Xuxu smiled and declined him with a random excuse, "I'm on a diet."
This food is especially for the dog living a privileged lifestyle. How could she eat it?
"Ha! You're on a diet?" Yan Rusheng ridiculed her as his eyes moved to her chest. "If you lose any more weight, it'll be impossible to differentiate your front from your back."
This stupid woman is really dumb. She's already as skinny as a stick, and she still wants to go on a diet?
