She sat on the sofa with Liu Zhiya and took out a menu, "Hungry? Want to see what you'd like to eat?"
Liu Zhiya instinctively touched her stomach, "I'm okay, not too hungry."
"No wonder you have such a great figure." Tong Jialu smiled with squinting eyes, "When I was your age, I couldn't control my mouth."
"It's alright."
Liu Zhiya pursed her lips, "Sister Xiao Lu, your figure is pretty great too."
"Really?"
Tong Jialu immediately stood up and did a twirl in front of her, "I feel like I've gained two pounds recently."
Liu Zhiya watched Tong Jialu confidently and generously showing off her figure, and couldn't help but feel a bit insecure.
Though she was about ten centimeters taller than Tong Jialu, the Tong Jialu in front of her was slim where she should be and curvy where she should be, her curves perfectly formed, radiating the charm of a mature woman in every gesture.
Looking at herself, her figure was somewhat thin, with a youthful air that hadn't fully faded.
