Qiao Ruoxin subconsciously looked down at her chest and frowned, wondering if dieting would affect this area.
"Dieting shouldn't have anything to do with this..."
The man scoffed disdainfully, "Women always confidently think that dieting will only reduce the parts they want to.
"..."
Qiao Ruoxin pouted slightly, "Then I'll just lose another three pounds, I'm not greedy, okay?"
"Losing three pounds will turn you into an airport," the corner of the man's mouth lifted with a roguish air as he deliberately teased Little Ghost.
"You're so annoying, always scaring me..."
Mo Chen hugged her soft body and said in a deep voice, "Little Ghost, the way you feel now is great, no need to lose more, if you lose again, there will only be bones left, and there won't be anything left to touch."
"..."
What was this jerk saying?
Was this a threat?
Qiao Ruoxin had no choice but to compromise, "Fine, I won't lose any more. If I don't look good in my wedding dress, it will be your fault!"
