Leng Yaozhu: That Fat Dragon Spills Dirt on Me Online Every Day, Saying I Shut Off the Power and Water and Robbed the Cradle!

Just then, a three-meter-long fat dragon descended from the sky.

His face looked exceptionally majestic.

Anyone who saw him for the first time would feel reverence.

But once their gazes moved downward and saw that round, bulging belly—

Everyone's mouths began twitching uncontrollably.

Gu Yue had been curled up in Lin An's arms, crying her heart out.

Hearing that familiar landing sound, she suddenly raised her head.

The next second, her emotions seemed to have finally found an outlet—

She broke free from Lin An's embrace, rushed over, and kicked Di Tian right in his little belly.

"Why are you still here? It's all over now! Where were you just now?!"

Di Tian did not budge.

Gu Yue kicked him again, but he still did not budge.

She kicked him a third time. Still, he did not budge.

She froze for a moment, the sole of her foot faintly going numb.

She lowered her head and looked at Di Tian's round belly.

As if possessed, she reached out, pressed it, then gave it two squeezes.

Even her crying briefly stopped.

"What have you been eating at the zoo these past few days? How did you get this fat?"

Di Tian's expression stiffened.

Naturally, he could not admit that he had recently been livestreaming product sales, getting fed by viewers, and taking advertisements from Soul Beast reserves. His life had been far more comfortable than it had been in the Star Dou Forest.

But in his own mind, this was not decadence. This was enduring humiliation to fleece humanity—

First, rake in money mercilessly. Then return to the Star Dou Forest and provide targeted poverty relief, so every Soul Beast could eat meat, drink alcohol, and afford retirement insurance.

After rubbing his belly twice, Gu Yue suddenly came to her senses.