Tang Sisi pouted her lips. She touched her suddenly protruded belly and couldn't agree more—it was even scarier than what Zhou Xiaomeng had imagined. She was only eating a little now, but when she got home, she would have to eat a lot more nourishing food. It would be a miracle if she didn't get fat. In just a few months, she felt like she was going to balloon into a sphere.
"I'm going to start dieting tomorrow," Tang Sisi said as she stuffed her mouth with snacks. "I'll wake up and go running in the morning."
"Count me in," Zhou Xiaomeng raised her hand to join. They used to run on the track early in the morning, but ever since her older cousin started treating Tang Sisi to good food, they hadn't run in a long time. She wasn't even sure if her rusty old arms and legs could still move.
"Then it's settled."
