Lori stretched out her ten claws, and felt that it was not enough, so she made another gesture of holding something, tilted her head and laughed happily, revealing her small but sharp dragon teeth.

Lear knew that the young dragon had a large amount of food, and it would not be a problem to eat ten catties and eight catties, so in the end, he simply asked a barbecue chef to grill for Lori. At first, Lori ate all kinds of meat, but eventually she began to be picky eaters, not eating those with a lot of fat, not eating those without fat, not eating meat skewers mixed with vegetables, and only eating pure meat.

"Alas," Lear sighed, "I'm glad I have money, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to afford you." You are a young dragon who eats dozens of catties a day, and when you become an adult, the amount of food is really "tons"

Lear......

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