"Husband, have you noticed something?" Zhu Nanzhi asked smugly, "Compared to a year ago, hasn't my figure gotten better?"
"Let me feel," Lu Jin'an grinned as he reached out with both hands, "Seems like it has."
"Hmph!" Zhu Nanzhi wrinkled her delicate nose, displeased, "Husband didn't even notice?"
Feeling the sensation from his palm, Lu Jin'an softly said, "It's not too late to notice now, right?"
"Hmph~" Zhu Nanzhi lowered her head, suddenly saying, "It'd be nice if Qingyue were here... Ah, no—she can't compare to me in this regard."
"Being smaller has its advantages."
"So, tell me honestly, husband, which do you prefer?"
"Let me see..."
"Husband, don't you dare touch my conscience~" Zhu Nanzhi gave him a coy glance.
"But isn't your 'conscience' just your 'conscience'?" Lu Jin'an squeezed lightly, "Weren't you with Senior Sister? Is she in seclusion?"
