Sitting in the teahouse and looking at the green bamboo outside, enjoying the refreshing breeze, and then sipping a cup of hot tea, Tang Qianqian suddenly felt that this was the ideal retirement life.
The only downside was that the tea and snacks were supplied in unlimited quantities in a way that defied the laws of physics, and if she stayed a few more days, she would inevitably gain about two and a half pounds.
But potato chips are precisely that kind of snack.
You know eating them will make you gain weight, but you can't help but eat one after the other.
To make matters worse, Jiuyue had also torn open a bag of marinated chicken and placed it on a plate.
So she had said in high school that fat is a dangerous thing, but the moment she thought of Duan Mingyuan's ability, she felt the future was full of hope, "Senior, can you reconstruct the excess fat on my body into something else? Or maybe a super-effective diet pill would do."
"I wouldn't recommend that, um—"
