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Jian Tingting picked up the coffee in front of her and threw it towards Shang Jiping.

Shang Jiping dodged sideways, avoiding the hot coffee.

"Shang Jiping, why don't you die!" Jian Tingting directly smashed the coffee cup at him.

The coffee cup still didn't hit Shang Jiping, and he still dodged it.

Splashing coffee and smashing coffee cups again, Shang Jiping still didn't get angry, but continued to look at Jian Tingting with a smile on his face, "Tingting, why doesn't this frizzy temper change?

"Shang Jiping, what are you talking about?" Jian Tingting glared at Shang Jiping with a flushed face.

Shang Jiping pursed his lips and smiled again, mysteriously ambiguous and ambiguous, "What do you say? Tingting, do you really not know? Or do you pretend not to know? Am I not talking about what you said heartbreakingly on the day when the two of us did good things? Am I not wrong?"

What she said that day, Jian Tingting naturally remembered it clearly. That's what she blurted out in a fit of rage.

At that time, she didn't think of that much at all.

However, now she didn't expect it to become a bargaining chip for Shang Jiping to threaten and make fun of her.

"Tsk!" Shang Jiping shook his head and sighed, "Tingting, you said that if I tell someone about your preference, what do you say?"

"Shang, Ji, Ping!" Jian Tingting gritted her teeth and roared at him, "You ......"

Before he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door, and then the waiter entered the box with the dishes ordered by Shang Jiping.

Jian Tingting glared at Shang Jiping fiercely and sat down angrily.

"Hello, this is ......"

"Gross!"

Before the waiter finished speaking, he just stood beside Jian Tingting with the dish, wanting to say, "This is the dish you ordered", and then put the dish on the table. But she didn't want to, Jian Tingting "vomited" and made a look of vomiting.

The waiter's action of holding the plate paused slightly because of Jian Tingting's vomiting, and he looked at her sideways with puzzled eyes.

Because of the waiter's sideways movements, the dish in his hand approached Jian Tingting slightly.

"Gross!"

There was another retching, Jian Tingting covered her mouth with one hand, pressed her stuffy chest with the other, got up from the chair, and ran out as fast as she could.

Shang Jiping looked at Jian Tingting's back with a blank expression, looking at a loss.

The waiter reacted, put down the plate in his hand, and turned around and went out with a professional smile towards Shang Jiping.

Women's restroom

Jian Tingting bent over the sink and retched.

Because I didn't eat anything for breakfast except a cup of coffee. And this will be lunch, and I didn't eat it.

So nothing came out of it, except for a few mouthfuls of sour sour saliva. Also, the chest is tight.

Jian Tingting felt as if she had gained a little weight during this time, and even her waist felt a little thicker.

Originally, I was wearing clothes that fit very well, but I always felt a lot tighter during this time.

Standing in front of the mirror and looking at his waist, he has grown a lot of flesh. It doesn't seem to look as good as it used to be.

So, I decided to lose weight.

Breakfast, just a cup of coffee. I don't even eat half a bite of toast.

At noon, I only eat half of my usual meal. I simply didn't eat at night. No matter how Lan Muge and the old lady persuaded her, it was useless, for the sake of her figure, she insisted to the end.

"Are you alright?"