Chapter 62: Chapter 63 What Are You

"Come here." Feng Yueming stretched out his large palm.

What did he want to do this time?

Mi Yao walked over.

In the next second, a strong arm locked around her willowy waist, effortlessly lifting her up. "Why haven't you gained any weight?"

"I've eaten my meals, I eat two bowls of rice each time; please don't be angry! I will definitely get fatter in the future!" Mi Yao was afraid he would get angry, so she quickly explained.

She didn't quite understand. Men usually liked slim and graceful women, so why did he insist on her gaining weight? Did he actually like her better if she became fat?

Feng Yueming grabbed her small hand in disgust, "What happened to your hand, it's swollen like a pig's trotter, it's hideous."

He was the pig's trotter, he was the pig!

"I've been washing dishes, which is why it's like this; don't pinch me!" Mi Yao forcefully pulled her hand back.

Washing dishes?