Zhong Qing glanced at An Nuan, then at Liu Chang'an in the passenger seat over there. Without saying a word, she adjusted her seat backward so she would not block her cousin and An Nuan from making eye contact, letting them interact and fully observe every detail in each other's expressions and body language.
Liu Chang'an across from them seemed to share the same understanding. But he had not been blocking Bai Hui and An Nuan's sightlines to begin with. He probably adjusted his seat only to make himself less conspicuous and reduce the chances of getting dragged into their dispute.
"Yeah, what a coincidence... Is that the new car your mom bought at the auto show next to the cosplay convention last time?" Bai Hui leaned forward so she could talk to An Nuan more easily.
"Mm-hmm. I took it out for a spin after looking around." An Nuan glanced at Bai Hui's already dramatic upper curves, made even more pronounced by the seat belt as she leaned forward, then stretched lazily. Who didn't know that trick?
An Nuan's fat reserves naturally could not compare to Bai Hui's, but she had some substance too. She simply had the straighter posture of an athletic girl; her figure had curves but was more evenly proportioned, without making her look broad-backed and thick-waisted. Honestly, weren't plenty of short, chubby girls built like certain people? Like those welfare girls on Weibo with their exaggerated measurements.
A full yet well-proportioned figure like An Nuan's was the true beauty of the world... Hopefully, a certain someone would always share her taste and standards in aesthetics. Out of the corner of her eye, An Nuan glanced at Liu Chang'an. He was texting on his phone and had not been drawn in by Bai Hui's seductive little