Looking at her ample bosom, Liu Shuang couldn't help but tease: "Can we stop being so pretentious? With a figure like yours, wearing a tight tank top, you'd definitely turn heads on the street."
People are really different; things like fat distribution seem like a natural gift.
She and Liu Qingning were about the same height, about the same weight.
But her fat was all at the waist and legs, while Liu Qingning's was all on her chest.
Plus, with that baby-faced, egg-shaped face.
At most, she looked like a slightly chubby, cute, busty beauty, far from fat or ugly.
Speaking of which, the one who really needs to lose weight is her!
Thinking about the Dongpo pork she ate at night, Liu Shuang's mouth twitched.
Patting her waist, Liu Qingning stubbornly said: "Still fat, anyway, I have to slim down to under 100 pounds by the end of August."
Hearing the keyword "end of August," Liu Shuang instantly understood.
