In a sheer, dark-green gown, she moved with graceful elegance, a faint smile on her lips. Her laughter was like white lotuses in bloom and peonies blushing with shyness; her radiant smile was like a dazzling galaxy, shimmering with golden light.
All right. Actually, the above is all made up.
The eventful life of a little chef.
She wanted to be surrounded by handsome men and envied by all the scheming women, too.
And she really did have the looks for it.
But why!! Is her life such a tragedy?!
Forgive me for not knowing how to write a blurb. What a sin.
Not bad! The name of the female pig...