"This is delicious, Sister Si Wen. You're amazing," Xue Xing said, giving her a big thumbs-up.
"Of course. This lady is more than just a pretty face. I can grace a banquet hall and master a kitchen," Si Wen said, grilling another piece of meat for Xue Xing.
Seeing Si Wen give all the meat to him, Xue Xing asked, "Aren't you having any, Sister Si Wen?"
"You eat. I don't eat much anyway; I have to watch my figure."
Xue Xing's gaze swept over Si Wen. She had a slender waist, long legs, and toned arms that spoke of flexibility and athleticism. Her figure was beautifully curved, with prominent hips that were especially hard to look away from. She could wear any outfit with extraordinary flair, and she exuded a sunny aura that naturally drew people's eyes.
Except... she was a little flat up top.
"You're not fat, Sister Si Wen. You don't need to lose weight."
