"Keigo, but you also have to drink it. This is what the nutritionist said." Otoyu put down his hand helplessly and pushed the milk in front of him. This young master is used to having his own way, so let him drink what he has always liked.
Things are really difficult. Compared with Longma, it seems to be much more difficult.
Because this person has never liked milk. It can even be said that he hates it.
Atobe Keigo just turned his face away, not even looking at the thing called milk that was placed in front of him. It was absolutely impossible for him to drink such an unpretentious thing.
Sitting back on the chair, Otoyu could only look at the milk bottle repeatedly. She didn't speak, and naturally she didn't eat. Time passed minute by minute. Five minutes had passed, and she still hadn't moved the bowl placed in front of her.
The rice has cooled down a lot
A big hand stretched out in front of her. The skin was soft and pink, and the fingers with clear joints were curved and perfectly shaped. The five fingers quickly grabbed the bottle in her hand. When the bottle left her hand, she looked up.
Atobe Keigo looked at the bottle in his hand with disgust, opened it, drank it without any hesitation and put the bottle down. He made a bitter face at first, but quickly, the smile at the corner of his mouth returned to its previous perfect and noble nature.
He can smile so calmly even when faced with something he hates.
"How could I be defeated by a bottle of Niu-level, huh?" Keigo Atobe leaned back on his chair, half-squinted his eyes, and looked at Otowa in a show-off manner.
Huadi raised his head, put down the chopsticks in his hands, replied: "Yes" and then immersed himself in eating again.
Otowa smiled, but when she saw her bowl, she started to frown again. She picked up her chopsticks and ate the rice in the bowl. There was still such a large amount of rice. She really doubted whether Keigo was serious now.
Raising her like a pig, she raised her head slightly and looked at Atobe Keigo next to her, but Atobe Keigo was just eating breakfast in an elegant posture.
She lowered her head, sighed softly, and still ate her food
"Really, Atobe threw things she didn't like to eat to Saya again, and there were so many of them. She doesn't like exercise. If this continues, she will soon turn into a chubby girl." Kikumaru put down his chopsticks and was very worried.
Otowa complained to God, such a big bowl, Saya ate very little when she was in Qingxue. Why did she have to eat so much when she went to Hyōtei? She had to be strangled to death.
"Even if she is fat, she is a very cute girl. She is really too thin now. It would be better to be fatter. It would be better to be fatter." Qianshi said vaguely with his mouth full of rice. Anyway, it doesn't matter whether she is fat or thin.
They are all very cute, and he likes to look at pretty girls the most.
Kirihara also looked at his wrist, and he had already wiped out most of the rice in the bowl. Anyway, no matter how much he ate, he would not gain weight, because it had something to do with exercise, but it was really hard for him to imagine Saya Otowa changing.
If you look fat, will it eventually turn into a round shape, like a tennis ball? No, no, he shook his head, it can't become like this.