A little chubby. When Wen Nuan gained weight, it showed most noticeably on her face and waist.
"Oh, stop it! I only gained 5 pounds." She had eaten a lot during the New Year.
"It's good to put on a little weight; you're warm and comfortable to hold," Ye Feimo said with a laugh, tightening his arm around Wen Nuan and holding her close. Wen Nuan playfully hit him a few times. Suddenly, she heard him mention he was also at the jewelry exhibition, and Wen Nuan was very surprised.
"You were there? How come I didn't see you?"
"That's not the point. The point is, next time I'm going to personally tell the stylist that you're not allowed to wear low-cut or high-slit dresses. All the men were staring at your chest and thighs." Ye Feimo's tone was very displeased. He squeezed someone's thigh. Wen Nuan's figure had golden proportions, and her legs were extremely long and fair. Her most seductive feature was her pair of beautiful legs, which had attracted countless gazes.
