Sheng Tang agreed.
The dress was dark red, with numerous lace trimmings that could make a slender girl look twice her size.
Sheng Tang was already chubby; wearing it would make her look even more chubby.
She glanced at it, realizing that renting the dress also took some thought, after all, there were so many.
She didn't complain, but silently prayed in her heart: "Either too big or too small, so I can change it."
Unfortunately, it was just her size, neither too big nor too small.
Sheng Tang walked out, Qin Lin looked at her, first noticing her face, and was very satisfied; then seeing her figure, he frowned deeply, as if it hurt his eyes.
"Senior, your expression is a bit hurtful." Sheng Tang lifted the hem of her skirt and came over.
Qin Lin, as if having a toothache, said: "What a waste of such a beautiful face, can't you lose some weight?"
Sheng Tang: "I'm already trying hard."
"Try harder!" Qin Lin lamented.
