"It's thin, but why did you lose weight so fast?" Liu Shi looked at the excited Hu Lala suspiciously, and Hu Lala's words caught Hu Lala off guard.

"Mother, I get up in the middle of the night every night to run, and I still eat so much, I must be thin." Hu Lala tried to pretend to be natural and aggrieved.

Hearing her words, the doubts in Liu's heart were instantly dispelled, and he remembered that he usually eats spicy and spicy, plus he gets up in the middle of the night to run.

"Spicy, or not, let's not lose weight, right? Mother thinks you look good like this. ”

Liu's distressed mouth, no woman who pleases herself can easily make her happy.

Thinking of her spicy and spicy every day to lose the meat she had managed to raise, Liu was distressed, distressed.

The stumbling block on the road to weight loss stretched out her feet again, and when Hu Lala heard that she was not allowed to lose weight, her body suddenly sank.

"Mother, I'm back in the room." Throwing down the words, Hu Lalai hurriedly ran to the room.

Pushing the door into the room, the rich fragrance of peach blossoms hit the tip of his nose again, and Hu's whole body stretched out in a spicy and comfortable way.

Could it be that the smell will help her lose weight?

Hu Lala's heart crossed doubts, if it was true, could it be that she still had to contact that disciple?

Thinking of the disciple, Hu Lala's face changed, and then he stepped into the room and walked in guardedly, wanting to see if the disciple was still in her room.

In the room, except for the strong aroma of peach blossoms, there was no figure of that person, and Hu Lala breathed a sigh of relief.

After breathing a sigh of relief, a touch of loss swelled up in my heart, as if I felt that something had been withdrawn from my heart, which made Hu Lalai uncomfortable.

"Hell yes!"

Hu Lalai scolded in a low voice, and then shook his head.

It's just right that he's not there, and the stinky man who entered someone's boudoir in the middle of the night is not a good person.

Hu Lala scolded Qingye in her heart, and she was so angry that she didn't even remember the man's name, and only classified him as a disciple.

But just like this, this man still made Hu Lalai remember and remember the rich peach blossom aroma.

In the quiet courtyard, the man sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, feeling the endless chatter, and the corners of his lips slowly rose.

"Hu Spicy~"

Hu Lala stayed in the room for a long time before he got up and changed into clean clothes, and just after changing his clothes and washing up, a shout sounded outside.

Hearing Qiu Heng's voice, Hu Lalai remembered that he still had to cook for that group of uncles today.

After talking about the investment last night, Qiu Heng asked Hu Lala to cook for them until they left, and they paid for the food, and the ingredients were prepared for Hu Lala.

There was a sound of urging outside, and for some reason, a touch of irritability swelled up in Hu Lala's heart, and he opened the door with an unkind face.

"Call the soul, and tell me to get out of here."

Hu Lala's tone is not good, and his face is not very good-looking, usually Qiu Heng will definitely blow up when he hears her words, but today he stayed in place stupidly, staring at Hu Lala with wide eyes.

Qiu Heng's eyes made Hu Lalai suddenly remember that he had lost a lot of weight, and for fear of arousing other people's conjecture, Hu Lalai glanced at Qiu Heng and ran directly to the kitchen.

"Cousin!"

As soon as Hu Lala entered the kitchen, Qiu Heng ran out as if he had discovered a new continent, shouting in a sharp voice as he ran.

At the vermilion gate, He Yan was still waiting, but no one came to open the door.

PS: Friends, I lost 3 pounds of weight, it's not bad, ask for praise, and hit me with a recommendation vote~