The Thorn Birds and Griffin's Legacy Last Chapter

Ino wanted to fry eggs by himself, which was his lifelong dream. However, due to his large body, he had not been able to do so for many years. This year, he had another birthday, and Jasper decided to make his dream come true.

"Ino doesn't like the apron that Saint Frus gave her because she likes sparkles, but Saint Frus would rather embroider chickens on the apron instead of inlaying gems." Jasper lay on the head of the bed, flipping through the most fashionable fashion leaf book.

When Fanni didn't have any tasks, she would edit leaf books, ranging from showing off history to the secrets of the devil, and occasionally write some food reviews, which were just random things, but unexpectedly popular. Because ladies often show off their waists, it has even become a fashion for a while.

"I like this color. Let's put it all over Ino's apron! It's shiny and I guarantee he'll like it very much." Gar pointed at the yellow gem and said to his partner on the side, "What pattern should we make? Don't make a chick. He just likes to eat eggs, but he doesn't like chickens. How about making him a little dragon? Poor Ino, he is the last dragon in this world. Not having a partner will be a pain in his life unless he is willing to try with other races. Of course, dwarves can't do it. When Felix stood on him, I could hardly find him. Maybe the descendants of giants are good? But they deserve a beating. I can't guarantee that the abyss will be peaceful in the future. In addition to the apron, the frying pan must also be specially made. I should ask Felix. The dwarves should not miss this business. The rest are eggs. How about buying them from humans? They must be fresh, otherwise Ino will have diarrhea. We need to find a..."

Griffin rolled over from under the quilt and pressed on Jasper's back, K!ssing from his smooth neck to his lips. The two touched lips and tongues between the fluffy pillows, and even the quilt gradually slipped off his shoulders. Jasper was having difficulty breathing, and his tail was attached to Griffin's lower back and slowly swept.