Tycoon: I can see the goddess's wish list novel Chapter 1282

Chapter 1282: Chapter 1279: Perfect Weight, Suddenly Sitting Down!

Luofeng: Alright then, I’ll take you to eat tomorrow.

Bai Ningbing: Mm-mm, enough said, I’ll drink a cup of hot water and hurry to sleep. Once I’m asleep I won’t think about those crayfish and barbecue you just mentioned.

So once you fall asleep you really won’t feel hungry?

Right?

The next day was Monday, and Tangya went to work as usual.

Luofeng drove over to Ningbing’s house early in the morning.

Bai Ningbing was doing yoga at home.

Luofeng greeted her, saying, "Baby, working this hard, huh?"

"Aren’t we going out for lunch? So I figured I should practice in advance." Bai Ningbing said.

Luofeng checked Bai Ningbing’s stats through the system.

And found they hadn’t budged an inch?

This silly girl, what’s she even losing weight for?

"Then what’s the point of working out? We’re gonna eat at noon anyway." Luofeng made complaints.

"Of course there’s a point. Look at these past few days—just from suffering your ’harm’, I’d definitely get fatter. But thanks to my yoga and swimming, my weight hasn’t shot up, okay?" Bai Ningbing pouted and said, "If it weren’t for you, I’d for sure have already succeeded at losing weight!"

What Bai Ningbing said wasn’t wrong.

If it weren’t for Luofeng’s gourmet food.

She really might have pulled it off.

But alas, Bai Ningbing was tall, and Luofeng felt a bit more weight actually suited her.

"Fair point, but let me give you a check-up!" Luofeng smirked wickedly.

Bai Ningbing glanced at Luofeng, snorted, "The moment you step into my house you start messing with me!"

"What else would I do?" Luofeng laughed.

Then he wrapped his arms around Bai Ningbing and headed for that separate sofa.

And there.

He once again tasted the joy of a nicely‑weighted Bai Ningbing bouncing up and down.

That 105 0.5 kilograms, when it suddenly comes down.

It really does feel better than before, doesn’t it?

Right?

So dieting and all that?

Fuck that!

With the 1-up-2-down setup, after several days of not eating his fill on and off, Luofeng finally managed to get to about seventy percent full.

Bai Ningbing was pretty wiped out too.

But since the "1 up" part was one‑sided.

It wasn’t that bad.

Strictly speaking it was just the amount of "2 down".

Plus with the system’s chemical isolation, Luofeng wasn’t worried about celebrating Father’s Day ahead of time.

Around 11:20, Luofeng was applying sunscreen.

And he was also helping out.

Bai Ningbing’s skin was great, so when it’s hot out and she’s going out, sunscreen is a must.

After about ten minutes, Bai Ningbing’s sunscreen was all applied. She rolled her big eyes at Luofeng, "You bad man!"

Luofeng grinned and said nothing in his defense.

Just now Bai Ningbing had even complained that that area wouldn’t be exposed to the sun, right?

So why bother with sunscreen?

Don’t ask.

If you have to ask, it’s in case some AK47 field battle happens.

In a situation like that?

It might just get sunburnt.

After the two left home, Bai Ningbing and Luofeng followed through on what they’d said yesterday and picked a Zhen Zheng Fish Restaurant.

A dozen minutes later, they arrived at the restaurant.

Bai Ningbing was looking over the menu.

Luofeng was checking news from Fengshun Investment.

On the forums in America there was an intel drop.

American retail investors kept getting slaughtered.

Normally, these oysters are used for sashimi, but most Daxia People just can’t stand the taste of raw oysters.

Even Ginaud oysters don’t work.

As for those people online who say Ginaud oysters are made to be eaten raw, Luofeng has no idea if they’ve ever actually eaten them raw.

Same as those people who say beef isn’t tasty unless it’s medium‑rare.

Chances are they’ve never eaten proper medium‑rare themselves.

Anyway, Luofeng doesn’t like eating them raw, and neither does Bai Ningbing.

"Let’s add a charcoal‑grilled Kinki Fish, how about it?" Luofeng asked casually.

"Mm-mm!" Bai Ningbing nodded.

Kinki Fish is the national fish of Sakura.

A moment later, the dishes Luofeng and Bai Ningbing ordered were served one after another.

Bai Ningbing didn’t stand on ceremony and started eating right away.

Looks like after going home she really couldn’t take Tangya’s torment anymore, hahaha.

And when you’re hungry, you’re enthusiastic about anything you eat—perfectly normal.

"Baby, I’m going to Capital City to hang out in a couple days, you coming?"

Luofeng asked casually while eating.

This was retreat in order to advance.

"I don’t want to go. I’m busy every day—yoga, swimming, plus I have homework to write. Our school’s holiday homework is toxic."

"What kind of homework?"

Bai Ningbing began to Make complaints, "Our holiday homework requires at least two news reports."

"Do self‑media news count?" Luofeng joked.

These days self‑media news really is "start with one image, everything else made up."

Bai Ningbing rolled her eyes and said, "Of course not. The minimum requirement is local news media. Take Shanghai as an example—my reports have to get into the local news media here."

"What if you can’t pull it off?"

"Then after we go back to school, our group projects will get heavier—they’ll add four on‑campus report assignments!" Bai Ningbing said.

Luofeng chuckled, "Then it’s fine. At least they gave you a backup option."

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