Chapter 357 Your Weight

The latest website: When Fangfang was filled with grief and anger, Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao had already reached the stairwell.

The house Lin Yao lives in has two floors and four households. There is a corridor on the outside, two elevators in the middle, and the stairwell is next to the house where Lin Yao lives. Usually, almost no one comes here.

So, here is a very good "tryst" place.

"husband......"

Lin Yao was very active this time, dragging Fang Xiaole into the stairwell quickly, but when they were really left alone, the girl became shy again.

He just looked up at Fang Xiaole, then lowered his head with a blushing face, not knowing how to continue.

"Wife."

Fang Xiaole called her softly, holding Lin Yao's cheeks with both hands, she was forced to look up at the man in front of her.

Do you want that again?

Fangfang is still by my side, am I being too casual?

What if the neighbors come out and see it?

Lin Yao was thinking wildly with anxiety and anticipation, but Fang Xiaole didn't take the next step, but looked at her face carefully, and suddenly said:

"Your complexion is not very good. Let's record other people's material tomorrow. You should take a good rest."

Lin Yao was stunned, seeing Fang Xiaole's face full of distressed expression, her heart warmed up, her body became a little weak, and she proactively moved forward and leaned into his arms.

"I'm not tired, it's okay."

Fang Xiaole hugged her slender waist with both hands, and blamed her:

"I haven't said I'm not tired yet. When I hugged you last time, I still had a lot of meat on my waist. Now I don't have so much meat."

"Ah?" Lin Yao exclaimed, broke free from Fang Xiaole's embrace, touched her waist nervously, and asked anxiously:

"Is my waist really thick?"

Fang Xiaole was a little dazed, wondering why Lin Yao had such a sudden reaction.

"Oh, I've been too gluttonous lately, and I've gained weight. No wonder the dress was tight when I participated in the celebration banquet last time. No, I can't eat meat anymore!"

Lin Yao was very annoyed and kept chanting.

"You are so thin, and you still say you are fat?"

Fang Xiaole stepped forward and pulled her, saying funny.

"Husband, didn't you just say that I have a lot of meat on my waist? You must also think I'm too fat, right? Oh, what should I do?"

The more Lin Yao spoke, the more anxious she became, her eyes were almost wet.

"I don't think you're fat, I think you're too thin, okay?"

Fang Xiaole was speechless, and then remembered that the most taboo thing about girls is that others say she is fat. He originally thought that Lin Yao, who is so naturally beautiful, would be an exception.

Unexpectedly, it turns out that the more beautiful the girl is, the more she cares about her figure.

"Really? Husband, are you comforting me?"

Lin Yao was dubious, her watery peach eyes were wide open, her face was full of anticipation and nervousness, as if she was afraid that Fang Xiaole would dislike her for being fat.

"You are already the successor of the future diva, so many fans like you, can you be a little more confident?"

Fang Xiaole pinched that soft face helplessly, and said with a smile.

"As long as you like me alone, that's enough."

Lin Yao shook her head stubbornly, still staring at Fang Xiaole, and said seriously:

"Honey, don't lie to me. If you really think I'm fat, I'll definitely lose weight!"

Fang Xiaole thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "How much do you weigh now?"

Lin Yao was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Fang Xiaole asked this, she felt even more disturbed, and timidly replied:

"Nine, ninety-eight catties."

Fang Xiaole's expression became serious: "What about your height?"

Lin Yao seldom saw Fang Xiaole showing such an expression. She lowered her head, pinched the corners of her clothes with both hands, like a child being criticized by the teacher, and said in a low voice:

"One meter seven."

"With a height of 1.7 meters and a weight of less than 100 catties, how dare you think you are fat?"

Fang Xiaole maintained a serious expression, and continued to speak in a commanding tone:

"I will stay in Kyoto for two weeks, and I want you to increase your weight to more than 105 catties within these two weeks!"

"Ah?" Lin Yao raised her head in surprise, blinked her eyes, with a cute expression on her face.

"What? Can't do it? Then I'm going to be angry!"

Fang Xiaole tried hard to maintain strictness, pretending to be about to get angry.

"Don't be angry, I can do it."

Seeing him like this, Lin Yao panicked and quickly agreed.

"Do you know how to gain weight?"

Only then did Fang Xiaole's expression ease, and he asked again.

"Rest well and eat more."

At this time, Lin Yao also understood Fang Xiaole's intentions. It turned out that she was just worried about her body and wanted her not to be so tired after saying so much.

She looked up at her boyfriend, with mist in her beautiful eyes, and replied softly.

"You also know that you should take a good rest? Sister Yan told me that you have been working a lot recently, and your schedule has been irregular. You have not listened to persuasion. You are so busy during the day, and you still have to practice singing until late at night. She There is nothing I can do with you, so I found me."

Fang Xiaole was also afraid that Lin Yao would be really frightened by his appearance just now, so she said gently:

"What I care about is your body, not whether you are pretty or not, and whether you are a big star. Anyway, I will definitely marry you in the future. Even if you become a big fat man, I can't help it, so what are you worried about?"

"husband......"

Wow, Fang Xiaole is so good at it!

The temperature in the stairwell is rising sharply, while the real eyes of the people outside are dumbfounded and their minds are fluttering.

This guy was a straight guy who didn't understand anything when he first met Sister Yao, but now he's become so glib, tsk tsk tsk, sure enough every straight guy is a potential stock!

Fangfang stood outside the stairwell, leaning against the wall with her arms folded, and couldn't help sighing silently.

Alas, if only I, Liu Fenfang, could find a boyfriend who can talk about love like this.

"Husband, can you lower the standard a little bit and just grow to over 100 catties, okay?"

Lin Yao was still struggling there, she really wanted to improve her singing skills as soon as possible and record the song "Flowing Years".

Seeing that this guy was still disobedient, Fang Xiaole snorted and looked down at her chest.

"Yeah?" Lin Yao's cheeks turned red from his scorching gaze, but she didn't retreat or cover up, instead she stood on tiptoe shyly, tucked in her belly and raised her chest, just for her boyfriend to take a closer look.

cough cough.

Fang Xiaole probably didn't expect that Lin Yao could cater to him like this, her face turned red, coughed, and continued:

"Your one is... 34C, right? One side weighs about 250 grams, and the two sides weigh about 500 grams. Plus, um, the weight of the clothes,

The total weight is almost one catty, so if you calculate it in this way, your actual weight is only 97 and a half catties, and you are so thin. Do you still have the nerve to ask for a discount? "

Lin Yao's cheeks turned red at what he said, and after a long time, she finally nodded and agreed: "I'm sorry, husband, I will definitely listen to you."

I am!

What the hell is this? !

Fang Fang, who was standing outside the stairwell, was so dumbfounded that she almost raised her hands to hold herself up and weigh that thing.

Hey, wait, how did Fang Xiaole know Sister Yao's size?

"Ugh..."

At this moment, something strange sounded from the stairwell.

Fangfang's round face turned red immediately, and a devilish voice suddenly rose in her heart.

Why don't you take a look quietly and accumulate more experience, so that you can be more calm when you have sex with your boyfriend in the future?

Well, just take a look, it shouldn't matter.

As a result, this human real eye left the post and quietly cast a sinful look at his own base.