My husband's height is almost the same as mine, and his weight is only ten jin more than mine. Walking side by side, my wife in the north is slightly tall. Although there is no feeling of being a little bird, there is also a benefit: I can wear my clothes. Anyway, my wardrobe is mostly loose and neutral t-shirts.
He often pointed to the "swimming ring" on my waist and said, "How good we can exchange." Then he proudly displayed his "small waist". Over time, I also found myself plump and slim. So, one day, after a heavy meal, I solemnly announced that I would lose weight and add weight to him.
Then, still under the same roof, the treatment of the two people turned into the third part of Huanzhuge?? "Heaven and earth". My husband drinks milk, I drink yogurt; My husband drinks coke, but I can only drink tea. All the high-protein and high-calorie items on the table belong to him. I almost become a herbivore. He is a soft-hearted man who always advises me to eat better, sometimes even more forcefully into my mouth?? Thanks to my firm position.
After a month, I lost nearly 10 jin. That guy is so nice. He still has a good figure after three meals of meat, eggs and milk. It's really envious and jealous.
I went to Beijing Road with my husband on weekends and dressed up for a while before going out. Various fragrances wafted through the street snack stalls, which made people salivate. The cream cake in the window of the pastry shop made my eyes shine. My husband wanted to buy, but I stopped him. I said I didn't want to eat, but I didn't know how sad it was.
When I went to a clothing store that I often visited, the proprietress praised me for being more beautiful. I knew that flattery was aimed at murdering my purse, but I was still elated. I tried a few pieces at my husband's convenient time. I should have chosen something more feminine to show my weight loss results, but finally I chose a pair of military green pocket pants. The original preference will not change with weight.
After dieting, my physical strength is poor. I am exhausted when I climb home. I think I was a good shopper at the beginning. My husband was not tired. He took out my newly bought pants and tried them on himself as usual, but they didn't fit as well as before. I want to laugh and say, I can't take advantage of it this time! But even the strength to laugh was gone, and the words turned to the mouth: "I'm hungry and tired."
He pulled out a piece of cream cake from a paper bag like magic and held it in front of me and said, "Wife, I never thought you were fat. Don't be aggrieved by yourself. What kind of food do you eat? I feel bad when your body gets worse! You are my wife again." I know if I don't laugh, I will cry, so I took the cake with a smile and said, "Give me another reason and I will eat."
My husband said, "That's for our friendship in the same pants."