A hotel.
Zhang Xuan looked carefully at Dong Ziyu who entered the box door and asked, "You seem to have more meat on your face?"
Dong Ziyu put down his bag, looked at him across the table, and said with a smile, "Your eyes are so cruel. The food for the Spring Festival is so good, and I really gained more than one jin."
Zhang Xuan followed with a smile and said, "The main thing is that I am too familiar with you. Even if I haven't seen you for two months, I can feel that you have one or two more flesh."
Before Dong Ziyu could answer the question, he said, "But then again, if you have more than 3 jin and 5 jin of meat, it's not much. Yingying gives you a grip. It's just good."
Dong Ziyu jokingly asked, "I am now 1