Her height, not even ninety pounds, what's there to talk about?
Xiang Yiqing rolled his eyes at Xin Xiaoxiao, too lazy to respond, reached out to pick up the bowl, and ate the leftover noodles Xiaoxiao left behind.
"Like this, it's eighty-nine now."
Suddenly, a cheer came from Xin Xiaoxiao's side, and at the same time, he felt a shadow fly over his head. He looked up towards the balcony.
He froze, a mouthful of noodles in his mouth, and even his chewing motion halted.
"You..."
After a long time, he finally reacted, his handsome face turning black in an instant, his brows twitching slightly, pointing with his finger at the little woman standing on the electronic scale, stark naked.
His fingers trembled, a curse stuck in his throat, too infuriated to speak.
Why is their relationship always so mischievous?
Xin Xiaoxiao looked innocent, "Why such a big reaction."
'Smack'
