At the dining table, Lu Yuxi, who had been persuading Sun Zhi to eat an hour ago, was snatching the food from his hands. "That's enough. You've already eaten a lot. If you continue like this, you'll ruin your body."
Sun Zhi dug into his rice until the last grain of braised pork trotter with rice was sucked into his mouth. Then, he reached out for the Mapo Tofu in Lu Yuxi's hand and said, "There's still half left. It's a pity not to finish it… Burp!"
He burped loudly.
Xu Le couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Stop right there. Get up and walk around. You can only eat if you have space left in your stomach."
It took a lot of effort to persuade Sun Zhi. He was holding onto his stomach and could barely stand up. His stomach was even bulging.
"I haven't eaten so much in a long time! I'm so full." He exclaimed.
