I am Chen Ying, a female college student majoring in journalism. My specialty is posing and fucking.
In the communication class, the teacher talked about the monthly salary of journalism graduates being 3,000. I looked down at my WeChat account with an average monthly consumption of 8,000, and planned to lie down and take a nap first. . . .
When you wake up, you're in a different world.
The floor system gave me a pot of paste and said I was the savior.
I looked at the pot, the crying maid, and the two moons outside the window, and fell silent.
Then I rolled up my sleeves: save this pot of meat first.
Unexpectedly, I rescued a pot of meat and got a dragon as a gift.
Qiu Jiuxiao, the ancient green dragon above Jiuxiao in another world, has lived for tens of thousands of years and is in charge of the order of all things. He said that he had lived for tens of thousands of years and had looked down upon everything.
Then he took a bite of the braised pork I made,
Indicates general.
He ate a whole pot,
It still means general.
He just ordered me to make three more pots. . .
So the question now is not how to save the world, but - can this dragon be fed three times a day?
As for the demon clan calling from outside?
Long said: It doesn't matter, you cook the food first
