Alasan Tidak Boleh Makan Coklat Novels & Stories

No chocolate, it raises blood pressure. —What? But I love chocolate! —I’m sorry. You’ve got three months left. You can survive without chocolate. —Mmm —Kate pouted. Bastien kissed her forehead. —When this is all over, I’ll buy you a chocolate factory, okay? —But we were going to have lunch, and I wanted chocolate cake… The doctor sighed. —Well… once or twice a week, no more than that, Bastien. —Yesss! —Kate smiled as Bastien looked at her fondly.

If it was not for the sizzling sounds of an opened cola, I wouldn’t look back on his side. "Give me some," I asked. "Sure." He poured some in the glass in front of me. I watched the bubbles form, rising to the top, then subsided before it overflowed. "Thank you," I gave my gratitude before I gladly took a sip on my cola. "Ahhhhhh~" 'That's refreshing!' “You know, I am always curious about one thing,” I said. “What is it?” “Werewolves are carnivores, aren’t they? But I saw you guys eating vegetables at ease. I read a book and it says werewolves aren’t allowed to eat chocolate. I think that makes sense because dogs cannot eat chocolate.”

I am sorry but I can't eat this. " Why? I swear, I know how to make it, mom has taught me. I swear, nothing will happen to you. It is safe to eat this. " " I am not eating anything sweet." " Why?" " Just like that... I am avoiding sugar. Sorry, can't try it. " " At least, try a bite of it. " I said. " Sorry, Mahi! Why don't you have it? " " But I made it for you. "

Bianca was thanking him for saving her mother. "Not quite!" After hearing Frost's conclusion, Tom smirked. He was a good person, but he smiled like a rascal, "That 'B' isn't for Bianca, it's for Maddy!" Frost felt embarrassed because he remembered telling Bianca later, "I happen to like dark chocolate with 87% purity!" and even said, "Dark chocolate can be included in the diet, two pieces a day, but I'll only have enough for three days!" At that time, Bianca only responded with a simple "oh," so he assumed that Bianca was embarrassed and was convinced that she had made new chocolates for him! It turns out that he was just being presumptuous...

Michelle scooped up the child, seating her on her lap, and they both happily shared the cake. When Alex returned from the balcony, he was met with the sight of mother and daughter delighting in the cake. Recalling Michelle's earlier reprimand about Lizzy having too much sweet, he gently reminded her, "Too many sweets aren't good for kids. It's bad for their teeth and can stunt their growth." Michelle paused mid-bite, then pretending nonchalance, countered, "It's fine. Once or twice won't do any harm." Alex didn't comment further, thinking to himself, *Well, it's always as you say.*

Indeed, the chocolate was so tasty that Freya could not stop eating it. However, if she continued eating it, she would become obese. She took out her phone sulkily to call Ryan. “Can you not send so many snacks over? I’ve grown fatter in the hospital. Are you trying to make me obese?” “In that case… I’ll ask someone to take the chocolate away,” Ryan said in a low voice, “What a pity. After all, my friend told me one box of chocolate cost 8,000 dollars. Only the royal family in Country B can afford it…”

Ryan brought two cups of hot cocoa milk to his friend on the balcony. He was leaning forward, munching on a chocolate bar to ease himself, when Ryan came behind him. He was too excited to be in contact with Ryan, who was out of touch for almost 2 years, and to his wonderful luck, he stayed with him, which made him even more nervous. To ease his nerves, he eats caramel or anything containing a high level of sugar. He might get diabetes some day in the near future. Ryan gave him a cup of hot cocoa when he noticed the chocolate in his friend’s hand, exclaiming, “Chocolate… at this hour??”

Miguel replied, drawing a frown. "Umm, oh really sweetie?" I answered, gently tugging his cheeks. "Yes, I have been begging Mia to give me chocolate, but she continues telling me it is not healthy to consume too much chocolate." "Yes, my darling, if you eat too much chocolate, your teeth may erode, that will make them appear incredibly awful and terrifying," I said. "No, Mommy, they won't. I am a very powerful boy, and so are my teeth. Please tell Mia to give me chocolate," he pleaded, trying to weep, but I stopped him.

"Rowan is lactose intolerant! He shouldn't be eating any of those desserts in the first place. You didn't know the tiramisu had nuts, but did you somehow forget it's packed with milk and cream?" Lucian's face darkened. Lara immediately chimed in. "Camille, all kids love sweets. I just didn't want to stifle his nature. Besides, letting Rowan have a little taste under adult supervision is way better than him sneaking it behind our backs..." I couldn't stomach her twisted logic for another second. "That is ridiculous. Is this the kind of twisted logic you use to brainwash Lucian under the guise of 'caring' for Rowan?" "No... I didn't. Camille, you're really misunderstanding me..."

"What logic is that?" "I don't eat anything that looks ugly." Nancy took the phrase "you are what you eat" literally, but the truth was, this was just an excuse she made up to justify her picky eating habits. "I don't eat chocolate either. It's dark, and I don't want dark foods to cause any hyperpigmentation!" "Does that mean I can only serve you food that has been in the beauty pageant before?" Yaacob asked sarcastically.