"Don't say that you can't get fat enough, but you still want to get fatter. It's too shocking." Song Qian stuck out her tongue.
"No, no..." Recalling it, Chu Jiatao was still round when she was in middle school. In high school, because she studied hard, plus she was a little taller, she became a little thinner.
"That's it. I have the body of Yi fat. Controlling the weight is really a painful thing!" Song Qian complained jokingly. Chu Jiatao glanced at her plate and found that it was indeed full of vegetables, almost without meat.
"You're already very well now," Chu Jiatao said sheepishly.
Talking to such a conversation face to face like this, Chu Jiatao was so nervous that her heart almost broke. Song Qian's attitude had always made her feel strange. The more Song Qian avoided talking
