Bai Qinghao lifted her up into a bridal carry and headed for the en-suite bathroom. "I'm taking you to the washroom."
She embraced his neck by reflex and tightened her grasp to stabilise her figure.
As she leaned in his arms to watch his handsome features, she felt deeply touched once again.
How did he know that she wanted a shower? Considering his intelligence, it made sense that he would guess it.
Bai Qinghao shifted his arms to feel her weight. She was far too light. It was as though he was holding a feather. "Fang Xinxin, I'm telling you, you're absolutely not allowed to lose any more weight!"
"I won't." She was 1.67 metres tall and she only weighed slightly more than 45 kilograms.
Right now, her waist was thin and the areas that needed to be big were big. Her figure leaned on the thin side and everything was just right.
If she lost any more weight, it would be really a bit much.
