She shook her head, touched her belly and said, "I can't eat anymore. I just had some Koland cuisine with Sebastian. I ate an entire bowl of mixed rice and I'm still feeling bloated. Besides, cheese has too many calories. I'm afraid of getting fat!"
I smiled lightly and looked at her, "You only weigh a little more than 50kg and you're 1.65 meters tall. How could you even be considered fat?"
She pursed her lips, "You're only more than 45kg. Of course, you wouldn't think that you're fat."
I found her point to be hilarious, so I didn't continue on.
She looked around and saw that Hendrix was not around. She frowned as she asked, "Is Hendrix not home yet?"
I nodded, "He had a dinner party to attend tonight, so he'll probably be out till late."
She hummed in assent while holding her chin, saying, "It seems that you have to endure loneliness as the president's wife!"
When I finished the cheesecake, I felt extremely satisfied and got up to get us some drinks.
I said while smiling, "Did you guys eat Koland barbecue earlier?"
She nodded and looked at me. Slightly narrowing her eyes, she frowned, "What happened to your arm?"
I looked towards where she was looking, and I realized that there were red spots on my arms that I hadn't noticed.
She pulled me over and said nervously, "Why are there red spots on your face as well?"
I was a little shocked. I looked at my legs and the other parts of my body. There were red spots all around.
Naomi looked at me, and we stared at each other. We spoke at the same time, "Am I (are you) having an allergic reaction?"
I paused for a moment. Naomi looked at me and said, "Are you allergic to cheese? Or green tea?"
I shook my head. I ate those things often, so I couldn't be allergic to them.
Seeing this, she could not help but ask, "Did you eat anything before this?"
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