"Don't you buy goods from the people in Hong Kong? Ask them if they have any medicine to remove the fat around your waist?"
Qin Muye touched the flesh on her waist, which was much fleshier than before and felt very good.
He quite likes the feel of it.
"Isn't it good like this now? Where did you get fat?"
"It's not good at all." Song Kexia lifted up her clothes to show him, "Look for yourself, there's a circle around your waist when you sit up. It doesn't look good at all."
Qin Muye pinched the flesh around her waist. Song Kexia glared at him, "You're still pinching."
Sure enough, she gained a lot of weight.
In the past, he couldn’t even pinch the meat, but now, he can just pinch it and it will turn into a pile of meat.
"Good."
Song Kexia pursed her lips and said, "There are still stretch marks. Please help me find medicine to remove them."
"Your stretch marks are pink and white, and I think they will disappear as your belly gets smaller.
It doesn't seem obvious at all, so why are you worried?"
What is she worried about? Of course, she is worried that she will become ugly.
He was a grown man and didn't understand her feelings at all.
"I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to sleep."
Qin Muye filled water for her to soak her feet, and when her body was warm, she went to bed and fell asleep.
When she got up the next day and had breakfast, she went to the factory with Qin Muye.
Before leaving, she looked at her child and suddenly felt reluctant to leave.
During this month, she was with her child all the time. Suddenly, they had to separate, and she felt empty inside.
"I can't bear to leave my child."
Wang Guihua knew they were about to leave, so she took the child to the side and said, "Hurry up and leave. If the child sees you leaving, he'll probably make a fuss again."
Song Kexia looked at the child reluctantly, hardened her heart, and walked out of the room.
Qin Muye saw her disappointed face and asked, "Why are you suddenly in a bad mood?"
"I don't want to leave my kids."
"Let's finish this quickly so we can be back at noon."
"Okay then, let's go."
Qin Muye rode his bicycle and took her to a dilapidated house. Song Kexia looked at the house and thought Qin Muye was teasing her.
This place doesn't look like a place suitable for a factory.
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