C342 Sixarmed Spirit Demon Spiritual Venerable Flower!

Despite having eaten only a tenth of the meal, Han Feng felt as if his stomach was on the verge of bursting. Struggling to sit up, he rubbed his distended belly and eyed Meng Yaqing with a mix of envy and jealousy. "Miss Meng, no, Yaqing, how do you manage to keep your stomach so flat?"

Meng Yaqing looked exactly as she did before eating—not a hint of bloating, her waist still slender