Chen Zhao didn't know what to say-Ziyu's theory was way too strong, but she really was starting to panic. Ziyu's words were a mess, but they weren't crude, were they? "Should I ... Make a phone call?" she asked weakly.
"Yes, yes, hurry up and call." Ziyu threw the milk box into the bin accurately, then rubbed her chest, a little depressed."Why doesn't my milk grow bigger after drinking so much milk?"
Chen Xi's face reddened."Ziyu sis, what are you talking about ..."
"Hey, Xi, you need milk too-Lin Yi bro likes big-bobbed girls, after all." "Look at Shu-Jie beside him," Ziyu said. "How big are her breasts?"
"Ah?" Chen Xi paused, looking down at her chest. Then, for some reason, she picked up a carton of milk, looked at it, and put it down. Just as Ziyu was about to nag her again, Chen Xi picked up the papaya yogurt.
"I didn't expect that, little Xi. You've amazed the world with a single brilliant feat, and you've suddenly opened your aperture?" Ziyu said, surprised.
