The Story of the Unjust Bestie Who Was Double-Penetrated. She Didn't Fuck with Men, She Just Farmed.

(Farming + two heroines + no CP + no golden fingers + getting rich + warmth) "The second I checked in at the museum, the painted pottery female figurine holding hands gave me a weird smile. When I opened my eyes again, famine was raging, and I was kicked out by my "parents": "Don't come back unless you get food!" " I didn't dig up the wild vegetables but bumped into a wild beast. I rolled down the slope in panic - and unexpectedly met the county magistrate's daughter: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu My bestie, are you wearing it too?" " She thought she could lie down by hugging her thighs tightly, but in a blink of an eye, her whole family was falsely accused of corruption and exiled, and her daughter was about to be thrown into a brothel. We held the last half of the cake and looked at each other: "Isn't it just farming? Start it! " A good career depends on cheating, wasteland depends on digging, a shop depends on saving, others grow food to survive, we farm and build a career! Who knows? The most reliable person after time travel is the estranged best friend who traveled from modern times together! "