"Okay." Chu You's eyes twinkled with amusement, his arm around Nian Yuyu's waist relaxed a bit, then suddenly tightened again.
"Yuyu."
"Hmm?" Nian Yuyu looked up at him.
"Too skinny." The hand that Chu You had on her waist gently rubbed over the fabric of her clothes.
"Eat more."
He felt he could encircle her waist with both hands.
Feeling his actions, Nian Yuyu's face turned red, and she instinctively tried to dodge, "Don't touch my waist, it tickles."
"And I'm not skinny."
"I'm already at ninety-six pounds, almost breaking a hundred!"
Her weight had always been around ninety pounds, only increasing a bit during winter when she put on more clothes.
But ever since she had a tailbone fracture and started getting fed by Chu You, her weight had been steadily increasing.
Even that morning, the weight she saw on the scale when she was barefoot—and after she'd disregarded the decimal—was a full forty-eight kilograms.