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Transmigration: From Dragon Princess To Pampered Granddaughter

The most cherished Little Princess of the Dragon Clan has fallen on hard times, living in an era of scarce provisions. Thankfully, she had a grandmother who doted on her as much as life itself. She drank brown sugar water every day and ate chicken eggs for every meal, making her plump and fair-skinned; she also donned new clothes for every season. All the young women and newlywed brides from miles around were envious of her naturally good fortune. However, the Little Princess had her woes: she was a dragon, and she craved meat, meat, meat!! Watch as she flexed her Dragon's Prestige — With just a glimpse at the trees, wild chickens would stiffly drop to the ground. If she stood next to the river, the fish inside would voluntarily leap onto the shore. Merely standing still, wild rabbits would run into her thigh... And as the Dragon Clan were fiercely protective of their food, she would fight anyone who dared to snatch her eats. Her fierce reputation extended far and wide, causing children in her group to take detours around her. Many people sneered: "With such a greedy, delicate and fierce character, she will definitely remain unmarried!" A certain Great Demon King who followed her said, "Marry me and become my wife. My home has endless supplies of canned beef, beef jerky, Dabai rabbit milk candy, imported chocolates, and various kinds of meat..."

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Chapter 198: Then Don't Eat

The two little girls who played particularly well with her hesitated for a moment, but in the end, they did not follow.

Because the aroma of meat was wafting out of the kitchen, they were afraid they would miss mealtime if they went out. Compared with Zhao Fangfang's shuttlecock and headband, they craved meat more.

The people in the courtyard could all smell the meat aroma, and the scent in the kitchen was even more rich.

Elderly Li, unable to resist the enticing aroma of the meat, constantly swallowed her saliva, her eyes fixed firmly on the pot of bear meat stewed with potatoes, as if she wanted to eat the meat with her eyes!

But other women were all staring at her, and let alone stashing the meat, she couldn't even sneak a bite!

She complained in her heart: It's not your family's meat, why are you watching so closely?

If she had known earlier, she should have timed her arrival for mealtime. After all the hustle and bustle, how unlucky she was!