You Can Really Pull It Out

Amelia put her legs down and lay on the bed. "Alright, then Mia won't lose weight. I'll eat another bowl of rice later." If she didn't eat at all, her grandmother would be worried.

William was shocked. "You still want to eat?" Good lord, others lost weight for good figures, but Amelia lost weight to eat another bowl of rice. When she went shopping in the afternoon, she had eaten so much. Where did the food go to?

Amelia poked her round stomach. "There's too little food here. If only my stomach could be bigger, I could store more food."

William: "…"

Amelia suddenly looked up in William's direction. "By the way, Fat Auntie, how did you die? You're so fat. Did you die from overeating?"

William's back stiffened. "Fat Auntie? Where's Fat Auntie?" It couldn't be behind him, right?