Rolling all over the floor asking for collection ~ waving small flags asking for collection ~ various postures asking for collection ~
"I have stories and wine. Can you bring some peanuts, pig head meat, steamed lamb, steamed bear paws, steamed deer tail, roasted flower duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose, braised salted duck, soy chicken, bacon, pine flowers, belly, dried meat, sausage, assorted suet dishes, smoked chicken, rabbit breast... (10,000 Words are omitted below) Come?"
About the heroine:
This is the daily record of a natural black foodie with a weird outlook on life. The heroine has a slightly weird outlook on things, a slightly weird outlook on things, and a slightly weird outlook on things. In her eyes, there are only two types of things and people: those she likes and those she doesn't like. So some things and practices that seem weird to others are all because she likes to do that, wants to do that, so she does that.
If you don't like this article, you can troll me. You can't hit me through the screen anyway, but please click on favorites before you troll me. This will make it easier for you to troll me. Seriously, I'm not going to lie to you.
About the male protagonist:
The male protagonist has not yet been decided, and the male protagonist may appear later. And never guess who the male protagonist is until the end_(:з∠)_because the male protagonist is really annoying.
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Please take care of me, I can warm the bed, baby, I will be your hot water bottle in the cold winter_(:з∠)_
Thank you Luna Youjing for sending me the mines, okay~
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