Si Ning traveled to a different world. Before she could show off her skills as an eighteenth-tier food blogger, she discovered that this world respected aura.
But she is a waste.
Okay, if the career line can't be successful, it can always be ruined, right?
But inexplicably, why are there more and more pets around me, all of them weird?
——Small theater——
Little Black Snake (knocking on the bowl): Give me a plate of pickled fish!
Si Ning was furious. She had just finished arguing with the snake half an hour ago: she didn't want to do it.
The little black snake's eyes widened: You don't even prepare food for me now?
Si Ning: If you don't give it, I will also bring the other cubs to eat and drink! Eat it yourself.
The little black snake flicked its tail, and the half-naked beauty decisively hugged the woman's slender waist. His face was buried deep in Si Ning's neck. His whole body was hard, but his tone was frighteningly soft: "I made the wrong baby."
