Temporarily staying at the president's house: be your listed woman

Chapter 20 Forgot what happened last night?
During the silent meal, she couldn't help raising her eyes to look at him a few times, but he seemed to be enjoying the rice very much, and he didn't even raise his head half a time.

"I'm full." After eating a bowl, Qi Xuan put down her chopsticks and sat upright.

But Mo Fei was still eating. After waiting for him for a while, he put down the bowl and chopsticks and stood up.

"How many bowls of rice do you eat?" Qi Xuan couldn't help asking as she followed behind him.

"Three bowls."
"How many meals a day?"

"Not necessarily. Most meals are three meals." Mo Feifei glanced back at her, "Why?"

"It sounds like a normal diet, so you shouldn't gain weight..." Qi Xuan said to herself, met his slightly serious eyes, and swallowed, "About the weight loss plan, let's start tomorrow?"

Mo Fei looked at her without saying a word.

Qi Xuan felt very stressed by him, well, she thought that this pressure came purely from his figure.

He's not a handsome guy, no, he's not a normal handsome guy, so why should she be under pressure.

"Did you forget what you said last night?" Regarding the weight loss plan, he was more interested in what she said last night.

Qi Xuan was stunned, "What did I say last night?"

"Think about it." He sat down on the sofa in the living room and picked up a magazine casually.

Qi Xuan was taken aback by his words, and stood there thinking for a few minutes, but couldn't figure out what she said last night.

Suddenly, she walked up to him in a hurry, and looked at him anxiously, "I won't say anything to regret it, will I? Ah, even if I say it, it doesn't count. I will definitely let you lose [-]% in three months." Ten catties."

Qi Xuan spoke with confidence, her eyes even glowed, but Mo Fei responded by flipping through the magazine indifferently.

No way... Could it be that she really said something to quit last night?

120 million, wouldn't it be lost by her in such a muddle-headed way?

"Mr. Mo..." Qi Xuan slapped her hand on the magazine page in front of him, successfully blocking his view.

She looked at his face seriously and seriously, well, from a close look, the skin is still very good.

"Huh?" Mo Fei frowned slightly and looked at her bent over.

The figure is really good.

"I'm serious," she said.

"Which sentence?" He looked away from the corner of his eye and accidentally saw her exposed flesh, expressing that he was equally serious.

(End of this chapter)