A trivial story about a beautiful girl catching a root treasure in the sky.
It's GB-oriented, not the master, but Lujiang can't write anything, otherwise my Butterfly Poison fan would have been passed on long ago, so it's okay to read it as BG, whatever you like.
Since I had no food to eat, I stewed a little bit, but I thought it would be a pity to leave it in the memo and let it go to dust. I thought if there would be any sisters who want to eat some food like me, so I posted it.
I hope I can enjoy the same delicious rice as others.
*I am a pure person, and I am motivated to write when I have comments.
Concept: We are all Doragons who have lost their wings and scales.