The battle strength of the four people was actually very strong; they managed to finish off a whole big table of dishes, and even a bottle of wine reached the bottom...
They slumped into their chairs, with Song Qian'ai now sporting her own little belly, wailing, "It's over, it's over. After today's meal, I'll have to diet for a month."
She had wanted to restrain herself, but when faced with delicious food, she instantly threw all restraint out the window.
Life is indeed precious, as are heart-hidden idols; but for the sake of good food, both can be forsaken. So, it's fair to say that food still... takes the top spot.
"Ah, I also can't seem to control myself. I've developed a little tummy recently, especially the weight displayed on the scale has made me question my life," Wang Xijia said with an expression of utter despair.
She was now touching her own belly, all round and bulging; Emma, it felt great while eating, but now... it was a bit bitter.
