No matter what, she couldn't tolerate the taste of garlic and immediately shook her head sycophantically.
"And also carrots and broccoli, I won't eat those either!"
"But carrots and broccoli are good things..." Jian Anning didn't finish her sentence before seeing Yu Zexiao push the plate of garlic in front, and she immediately agreed weakly: "You're right! Although nutrition should be balanced, you can't force yourself to eat things you don't want! I support you!"
Round one, draw.
Quickly, round two came.
This time it was at night.
Originally, Yu Zexiao thought, no matter what, having a baby, you have to "practice what you preach", right?
Who knew, in the evening, when he held her, his fingers ambiguously brushing over her freshly showered body, Jian Anning decisively pushed Yu Zexiao away, and sternly said to him: "No."
"Why not?" Yu Zexiao was on the verge of collapse: "You can't exercise at night either, do you think you're Holy Mary?"
