Qi Sui patted Xiang Yu's hand, asking him to release her pitiful waist. The man's gaze wandered over her face, his eyes hazy, as if hovering on the verge of unconsciousness.
But he gently let go, his fingertips still involuntarily brushing against her side, lingering until she felt a warm tickle before he finally released her.
Her figure was very slender.
That wasn't an exaggeration.
Due to long-term dieting, not only was her health poor, but her absorption was also weak. Often, a single meal took her much longer to digest than others.
So by noon, Qi Sui still wasn't very hungry.
She remembered crying in front of Guan Guan at the office.
It wasn't as exaggerated as she made it sound—like cooking six meals a day. Qian Jin ate in the cafeteria too.
But it was true that she had lost weight because of Qian Jin.
A person's bone and muscle structure was determined from birth. In college, Qi Sui had thought she could achieve a supermodel figure through diet and exercise. But after studying medical anatomy, she understood that all bodily patterns were determined by genes and couldn't be changed later.
Initially, she dieted to lose weight, but later her reason for eating only one meal a day became laziness—she didn't want to cook. Qi Sui had also pestered Qian Jin to lovingly cook her dinner, but he always brushed her off.
True, he couldn't cook, so why would he want to cook for her?
That large, warm hand brushed across her side, reaching straight forward instead of returning to its proper place. His thumb pressed against the slightly bulging area of her lower abdomen, while his other four fingers curled naturally, resting on her waist in the most fitting curve.
Qi Sui saw Xiang Yu frown in confusion and lift his head, looking very puzzled.
"I've wanted to ask you this before—aren't you... a bit too thin?"
He withdrew his hand but gestured a circle in front of his chest, slightly larger than his two hands clasped together, and ventured, "Is it only about this wide?"
"Can that store enough fat and organs?"
Saying one could encircle her with both hands was certainly an exaggeration, since the size of human bones was fixed. But the size Xiang Yu gestured wasn't far off.
Qi Sui always liked to wear loose, comfortable clothes, so no one could tell that beneath that oversized T-shirt was a sub-healthy figure.
Small chest—normal, since fat accumulation wasn't ideal. But her waist and legs were very thin, the areas where women typically stored fat most easily. If she were injured, these would be the most vulnerable to secondary trauma.
These vital areas had terrifyingly low fat reserves.
How harshly must she have treated herself to end up like this?
Pitiful and endearing.
Xiang Yu quietly observed her with those deer-like eyes, scrutinizing her from head to toe.
Qi Sui curled her lips into a smile and lightly hooked her fingertip on his shirt collar, pulling it taut with a "snap" before letting go. "Of course, I can't match a man's absorption level."
His full chest was revealed as the shirt tightened, showing off very striking curves.
So striking that it made others wonder.
How could someone who sat in an office all day develop such tall lines?
Qi Sui thought she and he could rival each other—only one had fat content, the other muscle.
"This?" Xiang Yu looked down. The pale, muscular chest meant nothing to him, so he said indifferently, "If you want, I can teach you how to work out."
He hated fitness, to repeat.
But since it was for health, even the most hated things had to be done with gritted teeth.
When it came to bodybuilding, he had tried many efforts during his recovery. Xiang Yu believed that male and female bodybuilding shouldn't differ much.
Qi Sui raised an eyebrow and poked his tie with her fingertip. Through that dark green plaid tie, she could feel the intensity of his heartbeat and the scorching heat of his muscles through the fabric. That strange electric sensation ran wild at the base of her ears again.
"Train to look like this? Is this something you can achieve just by working out?"
Xiang Yu hesitated, then honestly shook his head. "It was already quite big before. After working out, I just added a layer of muscle."
He didn't pursue aesthetics; he just wanted to become healthy and strengthen his immunity. So he didn't deliberately control the growth rate and shape of his muscles. Wherever they grew or how, it didn't hinder his workout plan.
It just happened that the final shape pleased people.
That was enough.
Thinking of this, an urgent feeling abruptly rose in Xiang Yu's heart. He asked, "Ms. Qi, your divorce procedures will be finalized next week, right?"
Qi Sui was surprised. "I thought you wouldn't care about that?"
Xiang Yu's face was expressionless, as if hiding some facial expression. "Flirting with a married woman. Do you think my moral standards are very low?"
Wow.
"Then you grabbed my waist?"
"Was it you who leaned in for a kiss, Supervisor Xiang?"
But Xiang Yu's gaze remained fixed, maintaining an inhuman calmness. Of course, Qi Sui thought that this attitude in work was probably genuine calm. But if it was that strange, out-of-control state just now, his brain had likely just shut down.
It still had a subtle cuteness.
Ah, there's a saying—when you think someone is good, you probably admire them; but when you find someone cute, you're not far from that inexplicable emotion called liking.
Liking.
Qi Sui clenched her teeth and silently repeated the word in her mouth.