After a whirlwind feast, not a drop of soup was left on the table.
Nangong Xun, with a belly as swollen as if he was pregnant, lay on the chair, blissfully yet painfully sucking on his finger.
Mu Shen felt he had overeaten a bit too.
Molin watched Nangong Xun in silence, disgusted at how such a grown man was still sucking on his finger.
Su Yan had a gloomy face, smoothing out his clothes as he looked at his round, protruding little belly.
"It's over, it's over, how many pounds did I gain this time? If my agent finds out, I'll get lectured again."
What's more crucial was that they might force him to go on a diet! He hated exercising the most; was not lying down and sleeping fragrant?
Jiu Yun was the first to put down his chopsticks, as he could cook these dishes himself, and having made too much for himself before, he now had an immunity to overeating.
Therefore, he did not feel overly full.
