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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..."

Bookworm under the Moonlight · Geral
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Chapter 469: The Beautiful Big House

Look at those neat green bricks, so clean and tidy. In contrast, their adobe house would tremble and shed dust as soon as you raised your voice.

The brick house was always brightly lit, unlike their adobe house which turned damp and dim during winter.

The comparison was like heaven and earth.

With Yuanbao in her arms, Zhao Mei contemplated that they probably would never be able to afford a house like this. But she was already content with having a son now.

Feeling relieved from her constant worry, she seemed much more energetic.

Zhou Zhaodi would concede that she and her husband could not afford a brick house. Instead, they pinned their hopes on their sons, Dabao and Erbao, to work hard, make something of themselves, and provide her a comfortable home in their future.

"Achoo!" Chen Erbao sneezed all of a sudden.

She rubbed her nose indifferently, scratched her bottom, oblivious to the grand hopes riding on her.

Li Chunhua was beginning to regret.