FOR OFFLINE READING PURPOSES ONLY NOT MY STORY On the Star Network there is a gourmet food broadcast, where all you can see are a pair of hands. However each dish that this broadcast comes out with is earthshakingly delicious. What's more, the broadcast anchor's voice is simply perfect! With the broadcast's rising popularity, several food programs extended him an olive branch. When the anchor appeared on screen, as they suspected, he is handsome enough to incur the wrath of both men and gods! The fans licked their screens with increasing frenzy, but after licking a while, they discovered... Fans:...Wait a minute, isn't this our fatally-ill idol who hasn't long to live? Small Gong: Take these damned nutrient solutions and throw them away! And get me that broadcast anchor!

Author:Lychee Coconut/荔汁椰椰 Category: Danmei story Status: 252 chapter Introducing: ★Plush Controlling Wife Qinglong Gong x Before Amnesia, Noble and Reserved Shou. Shen Zening was stuffed into a shabby teahouse on the first day of time travel and was asked to upgrade it into a resort hotel. He was forced to buy and sell the teahouse that was fused with dragon blood, and owed a large debt to the system. Shen Zening refused at first, but that night, he picked up a fragrant and soft little fox. He felt like he was okay again. Work hard and pay off debts (no) Earn money seriously to raise a little fox (yes) (super loud) Seriously injured/regressed to infancy/suffering from amnesia/full of BUFFs and being raped by others Demon King Bai Yang: "..." Stinky hooligan ! Let, let me go! ! ! As a serious plush lover, Shen Zening loves the little fox so much that he wants the stars but not the moon. His fur is shiny and smooth, white and fluffy, like a little snowball. However, one day, the little snowball suddenly turned into a boy with fox ears and tail in his arms. The young man hooked his arms around his neck, his beautiful blue-gold eyes filled with water, and said in a soft voice: "Can you... breathe some of your dragon energy for me? " Shen Zening held his waist, His throat tightened and he said hoarsely: "...How do you want to suck it?"