Zi Yiyi still couldn't understand how such a girl was associated with a carefree Sword Cultivator? Could it be like that plump cat in the Exorcism Bureau that, when touched by others, can spring like a soaring eagle?
"You've never thought about dieting when you eat, who says you're fat?"
"Isn't it that big young master of the He Family, He Kongyue! A few months ago, when I was passing by Luoxing Valley, I ran into him. I greeted him, and he said I got fatter. It really pissed me off!"
Tiao Yaoyao was puffing with anger, and Zi Yiyi felt like her clothes were about to burst open.
"Mr. He is so graceful, handsome, and gentle. How could he insult you for no reason? What did you say when you greeted him?"
"I-I just teased him about how he's lost some weight from not being able to see his lover... I wasn't lying, why hold a grudge? So petty!"
Tiao Yaoyao stuck out her little fragrant tongue indignantly, looking irresistibly cute.
