I'm tired of playing with my sister.

How to start with my tired sister is as follows:

Qu Pangpang is my sister. Of course, such a stupid nickname is not her real name, but it still suits her. And the source of this nickname, let me tell you slowly. Qu Pangpang turned out to be a real skinny man. The way you look at her, you will think it is malnutrition.

However, since she went to college, she has gradually gained weight. I thought it was good at first, but then it was not so good. She changed from a skinny person weighing only 47kg 174 to a big fat person weighing 64kg, so she became chubby.

Although my sister is a fat man, she has delicate facial features. Willow eyebrows, big eyes and high nose. It is beautiful from a distance, but it is only suitable for a distance, because she has a baby's fat face. When you see this face, all your beautiful fantasies about her will disappear. But my sister's back is still pretty. But like a face, you can only appreciate it from a distance. I was really flattered to walk in and have a look.

Let's talk about her hobbies after her chubby appearance! She loves to buy cosmetics, eat special snacks and sing karaoke.

It is said that every girl has a love of beauty, and her sister is no exception. She is a super shopaholic. Every weekend, she goes shopping like crazy, shuttles to various shopping malls and begins to smear. And when she swiped her card, all she left was her handsome back. However, I followed her with countless shopping bags. But you must not think that these cosmetics will be used up, and two-thirds will "fly" into the trash can with the garbage, ending their short "life".

Sister is "God eater", sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty. She loves to eat all the food in the world, and she can be desperate for it. When she once wanted to eat Shanghai steamed buns, willy-nilly, she bought a plane ticket and flew to Shanghai. When she got there, she smiled proudly, rented a car skillfully and drove to the most distinctive snack street in Shanghai.

Just where she arrived, the essence of her "god of food" was completely revealed. She ordered ten cages of soup packets, but I only ate four. You know, there are six soup packets in a cage!