"I'm not a pig, I can get full." Listening to Chu Molin's words, Qin Xue was speechless. He always said that she ate too little, but where did she eat too little? She only ate until she was eighty percent full each time, but that wasn't too small, was it? When you add up the dishes and rice, it's at least two big bowls.
Her figure might be petite and tall, which might make her look a bit thin, but she is the type who looks thin in clothes but has meat on her when undressed. Otherwise, this man wouldn't take such liberties with her every time.
"A bit more weight would make you feel better to touch." Chu Molin smiled wickedly, looking utterly smug.
"So you mean I'm not fat enough yet? I'm even getting fed up with the fat on my stomach." Qin Xue purposely said this. This man loved to rub her belly when they were sleeping, always saying she was too thin and didn't gain weight wherever it was crucial.
