Just as Liu Jing was inwardly criticizing the Mutated Panda for being fat, the Mutated Panda suddenly glanced at Liu Jing.
The huge body silently shrank a bit, barely appearing slightly slimmer.
Liu Jing: ???
This fatty, can he understand what she's complaining about?
"I, I don't mind you being fat."
Liu Jing explained, trying to cover up her true feelings.
Upon hearing Liu Jing's words, the Mutated Panda blinked dumbly, silently contracting his muscles once more.
Actually, he's not fat, it's just that his fur is too thick.
Who has ever heard of a fatty who works like a horse for a fool every day, yet still manages to eat himself fat?
"Ahem, mom, even if he is fat, you can't say it out loud; he might understand."
Bai Anhai curled up on the sofa, seemingly speaking to the Mutated Panda but actually implying the panda is fat.
Whew whew —
The Mutated Panda breathed heavily through its nostrils, chest heaving.
Seems he's a bit upset now.
