Xu Xiangyang spoke on and on, his tone becoming that of a concerned elderly father, incessantly nagging; meanwhile, Lin Xingjie couldn't help but cover her ears with her hands, sighing exasperatedly.
After enjoying the flustered expression of her good friend for a moment, Zhu Qingyue finally made a suggestion:
"A little exercise should do the trick, right? With your physical foundation, you'll slim down in no time."
At the end, she even used herself as an example to comfort Lin Xingjie.
"Besides, Xing Jie, your figure is still better than mine. It's normal for a girl to have some fat on her belly, I have it too, no matter how much I do aerobics, it's hard to lose."
"Really?"
Lin Xingjie stared at the class president's belly hidden under her white shirt without blinking, contemplating whether to take revenge for the surprise attack she just suffered.
"Do you want to try rubbing it to see for yourselves?"
