"You are too light, indeed." Lu Xingzhi frowned. "Did you not eat properly when you were home?"
"Is your hand a weighing scale?" Jiang Yao asked curiously.
She wondered why he changed his position to hug her. It turned out that he felt she was too light, so he picked her up to weigh her carefully.
Jiang Yao thought that Lu Xingzhi was an amazing man. She was only two kilograms lighter, but he could tell that she had lost weight at first glance. Then, when he had hugged her, he could feel that she was lighter, indeed. His eyes and arms were as accurate as a weighing scale.
"Didn't you eat properly when you were home?" Lu Xingzhi sat down on the sofa and pulled Jiang Yao back onto his lap. The next second, he raised his hand and flicked her forehead. "What did I tell you before you went back?"