When Fangfang was sad and indignant, Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao had already walked into the stairwell.

The house where Lin Yao lives is two stairs and four households, there is a corridor outside, two elevators in the middle, and the stairwell is next to the house where Lin Yao lives, and almost no one usually comes here.

So, it's a very good place for a "tryst".

"Husband......"

Lin Yao was very active this time, pulling Fang Xiaole into the stairwell quickly, but when only the two of them were left alone, the girl was shy again.

Just glanced up at Fang Xiaole, then lowered his head with a red face, not knowing how to continue.

"Wife. ”

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

Do you want that again?

Fangfang is still next to me, am I too casual?

What if a neighbor comes out and sees it?

Lin Yao was thinking about it with anxiety and anticipation in her heart, but Fang Xiaole didn't make the next move, but carefully looked at her face, and suddenly said:

"Your complexion is not very good, let's record other people's materials tomorrow, you can take a good rest. ”

Lin Yao was stunned, seeing that Fang Xiaole's face was full of distress, her heart warmed, and her body was a little weak, so she took the initiative to move forward and lean on his arms.

"I'm not tired, it's okay. ”

Fang Xiaole hugged her slender waist with both hands, and said with some reproach:

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

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

"Is my waist really thick?"

Fang Xiaole was a little stunned, not knowing why Lin Yao suddenly reacted so much.

"Oops, I've been too greedy lately, and I've really gained weight, no wonder I wore that skirt when I attended the celebration banquet last time, no, I can't eat meat anymore!"

Lin Yao was very annoyed and kept chattering there.

"You're so thin, and you still say you're fat?"

Fang Xiaole stepped forward and pulled her, and said funny.

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

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

"I'm not too fat, I'm thinking you're too thin!"

Fang Xiaole was speechless, and then he remembered that the most taboo thing for girls was that others said that she was fat, he thought that Lin Yao was so naturally beautiful that she would be an exception.

Unexpectedly, it turns out that the more beautiful the girl, the more she minds her figure.

"Really, husband, are you comforting me?"

Lin Yao was suspicious, a pair of watery peach blossom eyes widened, with expectation and nervousness on her face, looking like 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 confident?"

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

"I'll just like you alone, that's enough. ”

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

"Husband, don't lie to me, if you really think I'm fat, I must lose weight!"

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

Lin Yao was stunned, not knowing why Fang Xiaole asked this, she was even more apprehensive in her heart, and replied timidly:

"Nine, ninety-eight pounds. ”

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

Lin Yao rarely saw Fang Xiaole show such a look, she lowered her head, pinched the corners of her clothes with both hands, like a child who was criticized by a teacher, and said in a low voice:

"One meter seven. ”

"With a height of 1.7 meters and a weight of less than 100 pounds, are you embarrassed to think that you are fat?"

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

"I'll stay in Kyoto for two weeks, and I want you to gain more than 105 pounds in these two weeks!"

"Huh?" Lin Yao looked up in surprise and blinked, with a cute expression on her face.

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

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

"Don't be angry, I can do it. ”

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

"Do you know how to gain weight?"

Fang Xiaole's expression eased at this time, and then he asked again.

"Rest well and eat more. ”

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

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

"You also know that you should have a good rest? Sister Yan told me, you have been working a lot recently, your work and rest are irregular, and you don't listen to persuasion, you are so busy during the day, and you have to practice singing and practicing until late at night, she can't do anything about you, so she found me. ”

Fang Xiaole was also afraid that Lin Yao would really be frightened by what he looked like just now, so he said gently:

"I care about your body, not whether you are beautiful or not, 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!

The temperature in the stairwell was rising dramatically, and the human real eyes outside were dumbfounded and their hearts were fluttering.

When this guy first met Sister Yao, he was still a straight man who didn't know anything, but now he has become so flamboyant, tsk, sure enough, every straight man is a potential stock!

Fang Fang stood outside the stairwell, leaning against the wall with her hands on her chest, and couldn't help but sigh silently.

Alas, if only I, Liu Fenfang, could find a boyfriend who is also so good at talking about love.

"Husband, can you lower the standard a little bit, just grow to more than 100 pounds, okay?"

Lin Yao is still resisting stubbornly there, she really wants to improve her singing skills as soon as possible and record the song "Flowing Years".

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

"Huh?" Lin Yao's cheeks were red from his burning gaze, but she didn't retreat or cover up, but instead stood on tiptoe shyly, tucked her belly and chest, just for her boyfriend to look more closely.

Ahem.

Fang Xiaole probably didn't expect Lin Yao to be able to cater to him so much, his face turned red, he coughed, and continued:

"The one yours is...... 34C right, the weight on one side is about 250 grams, the weight on both sides is about 500 grams, plus um, the weight of the clothes,

It adds up to almost a pound of weight, so your actual weight is only 97 and a half pounds, and you are so thin, are you embarrassed to ask for a discount?"

Lin Yao's cheeks were red by what he said, and it took a long time before she finally nodded and agreed: "I'm sorry, husband, I will definitely listen to you." ”

I'm Gan!

What the hell is this?!

Fangfang, who was standing outside the stairwell, was dumbfounded, and almost raised her hands to hold herself with both hands, weighing the weight of what it was.

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

"Uh-huh......"

At this moment, something came from the stairwell that didn't sound quite right.

Fangfang's little round face turned red at once, and a demonic voice suddenly surged in her heart.

Why don't you take a sneak peek and accumulate more experience, so that you can be more relaxed when you and your boyfriend are in the future?

Well, just look, it shouldn't matter.

So, this human flesh real eye left his post and quietly cast a sinful gaze towards his own base.