It's terrible.

I killed chatting as soon as I opened my mouth. Fortunately, Miss Shen worked tirelessly every day, and everyone had to go wild. Sadism and masochism, Miss Shen and big and small really deserve each other.

"Am I fat?"

Shen Qianshu rubbed up and asked the maid to weigh a body fat. Shen Qianshu weighed it up and widened his eyes.

"101 Jin?" a bolt from the blue!!!

She weighs a hundred.

The maid said, "Miss Shen, you are so tall. Why do you have to weigh 110? It's not heavy at all. Don't listen to big or small."

"The female star of others is 1.68 meters tall and weighs only 90." Shen Qianshu shook his paw, "I want to lose weight!"

Yeling's face sank, and her amber eyes were stained with a layer of unhappiness. She looked at her coldly. Shen qianshusheng sat on the carpet with his chin in his hands and looked at him wrongly, "Sir, do you think I'm fat?"

"No!" It's so thin that you can't lose any fat. It's so cute with round and jade.

"You think I'm fat." Shen Qianshu was angry and ran upstairs.

Yeling's eyes sank, staring at her back and getting angry.

Zhong ran said earnestly, "the age and weight of women are unspeakable secrets. How can you directly say that Miss Shen has eaten a little too much recently?"

Yeling, "I just want to say that she has eaten a little too much recently and has a good appetite. She can let the kitchen make more of what she likes."

Zhong ran, "..."

Speaking is an art!

This is an elm head.

Teach not, give up!

"Oh..."

Shen Qianshu has a good appetite recently. She eats a lot because she exercises a lot. She has to practice for two hours by Yeling in the morning. After dinner, she has an hour's rest and has to compete with the security guards for two hours.

The result is three meals a day plus afternoon tea and a late night snack.

It's not surprising to be fat.

But she looks thinner because her muscles are tighter and her body lines are more beautiful.

At dinner, Shen Qianshu was sad to count the rice grains. The chef made her a spicy hanging pot. It was her favorite bullfrog. It was bright red everywhere and smelled very delicious. Shen Qianshu looked at it and drooled. After eating two chopsticks to satisfy his craving, he didn't move his chopsticks anymore. Counting the rice grains, he finally ate one-third of the rice, began to drink juice and didn't eat.

Yeling's face sank frighteningly. Looking at the rice left in the bone china bowl, and seeing that the dishes he usually likes to eat didn't touch a few chopsticks, he took a deep breath, "are you full?"

"Full."

You can't eat and drink.

Yeling's eyes sank, and Shen Qianshu immediately counseled. He filled a bowl of soup and sipped it. He felt that a small bowl could be drunk for half an hour. Yeling endured, "not fat!"

Shen Qianshu is just pretending. She doesn't care if her weight fluctuates twoorthree kilograms a day. It's fun to tease Yeling. This is her daily life. Otherwise, the fun is gone.

She resisted the temptation to eat the hanging pot and teased him. She admired herself for her great self-control.

Just thinking of this, a bullfrog with chopsticks was caught in her bowl, "eat!"

"Sir..."

"You used to be fine." Ye Ling said.

Before?

"Seven years ago."

Shen Qianshu discharged mischievously and looked at him with a smile, "do you think it was good in the past?"

Yeling, "... Have a good meal!"

Obviously, he became angry from embarrassment.

Shen Qianshu chuckled, cleared her throat, kicked away her slippers, and pointed Ye Ling's calf on her toes. She gently lengthened her voice, "sir..."