You glared at him and pushed him away a little. "Qin Che, you tricked me!"

"You can interpret it that way, that's not entirely wrong," Qin Che replied casually.

"Speaking of which, don't you have my size? You had it when you made that princess dress for me."

Qin Che paused for a moment, as if he hadn't realized that you would think of this at this time.

But he quickly came up with a solution.

"The way you felt last night and this morning tells me, have you gained weight while I was abroad?"

Startled, you reached for your stomach with both hands, but blurted out, "No way! You're the one who's gained weight!"

He clearly wasn't eating or sleeping well during the days he was away, so how could he possibly have gained weight!

If you can still gain weight like this, then the sky is falling!

Qin Che chuckled softly: "Then we'll know once we measure it."

You narrowed your eyes dangerously at him: "I think this is your ultimate goal."

"What? Didn't you have fun just now?" Qin Che raised an eyebrow and began to play with the soft ruler in his hand.

“You were just fishing. The more fun I have, the more your plan can be implemented. Because the more unrestrained I am, the more embarrassed I will feel when I refuse you later when you want to do something, because of what I did to you before.” You explained your thoughts one by one.

Qin Che looked at you accusing him of his crimes with a half-smile, a hint of grievance on his face: "My little kitten actually thinks so badly of me..." He paused, pulled closer to you, and continued, "Is that how you see me?"

“Uh…” You stick out a finger and poke his firm pectoral muscles hard: “Wrong! You’re even more cunning than I thought! After all, what I can think of is child’s play compared to what you have.”

"Then you're still underestimating yourself a bit..." Qin Che chuckled softly, a laugh that, like his body, was undeniably tempting to commit a crime.

You struggled with the decision for a moment, but ultimately decided to grant his wish.

Che Baobao just wanted to take your measurements, what could Che Baobao have done wrong!

"Okay, come on~" You closed your eyes, opened your arms, and made a gesture of facing death towards him.

Qin Che pinched your cheek and said, "If you feel unsafe here, we can go to the changing room over there."

"What? It's just taking measurements, and we have to go to the changing room?" You covered your chest with your outstretched arms, looking accusing him of being a pervert. "I didn't say I was going to make you take your clothes off to take the measurements."

"You said that, I didn't say that..."

You immediately put your hand down and said casually, "Stop trying to trick me, okay? If you're going to measure it, just do it already. Why don't you say the steak is getting cold?"

Qin Che shrugged: "It's not like you said you liked cold steak, I was just respecting your preference..."

"you......"

You were speechless after Qin Che's retort. You realized that you had never really gained the upper hand in an argument with him.

"Measure me, measure me, hurry up! I need to prove to myself that I'm definitely not fat. I might even have lost weight from preparing for the hunter exam." You grabbed Qin Che's hand holding the measuring tape and urged him to hurry up.

Qin Che didn't expect that the ambiguous atmosphere from before would be completely ruined by the comment about gaining weight, which made him both amused and exasperated.

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