Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

"Why hasn't the boss come back? It's almost business hours? What can we do with so many guests queuing up? " Abemia stood at the door of the dining room and looked out.

"Does your father say where he has gone?" Amy stood at the door with the duckling in her arms, a little worried.

"The boss only said to go out once in the morning. He pushed his bicycle and went out. He didn't say where he was going." Phyllis shook her head. They didn't know where the boss was.

"My father, does he not want me?" Amy tooted her lips and was wronged. Her father had never gone out on his own without telling her.

"How can it be? The boss has hurt little Amy. How can he not want you? There must be something delayed and he didn't come back in time." Abelmia touched Amy's head and said with a smile.

"Business will start in five minutes. One third of the ingredients have not been prepared, and the food that needs to be prepared in advance has not been prepared. Even if the boss comes back now, it's too late." Said Cheryl.

"Then what? There are so many customers waiting in line. If you tell them now that the boss is not here, please come back next time, they may smash the shop, right Mia was a little worried.

"There's no need to worry about smashing the shop. As long as the two Great Magicians don't start, the rest of us can't beat us." Elizabeth's eyes swept through the ranks, and said calmly.

"It should be fun." Barbara rubbed her hands and watched as the guests in the line were eager to try.

Sheryl looked at the long line and shook her head slightly. "If we don't give advance notice and close down for no reason, it will have a great impact on the reputation of the restaurant. We have to find a way."

Hearing this, everyone frowned and thought about it. After killing all the guests, handing them a copper coin, hypnotizing them to think they were full... Some strange ideas, Phyllis said carefully: "maybe... Let me make a roast beef kebab."

Everyone's eyes lit up when they looked at Phyllis.

"Yes, Phyllis's roast beef kebab is as delicious as the boss's, or shall we change it to the theme of roast beef kebab at noon today? This will at least give the guests in line something to eat. " Said abelmia pleasantly.

Abelmia's proposal was agreed by all.

Soon, there was a new announcement at the door of the restaurant:

The boss went out but didn't come back. Today, there is a special barbecue beef kebab at noon. All guests are limited to two kebabs per person!

As soon as the announcement came out, the guests in line were in an uproar.

"What's going on? Is the beef kebab special a little too much? "

"Although the Roast Beef Kebabs are delicious, it's too much for everyone to eat only two kebabs, isn't it? How can two strings be full of food! "

"But if boss Mai is not here, who baked the beef kebab?"

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McGonagall woke up in a rustling sound, opened his eyes vaguely, just in front of a pair of white and tender breasts, and swayed up and down, left and right in front of his eyes.

"The car's headlights are dazzling." McGonagall blinked and saw more clearly. There was a small black mole between the white and tender, which added a little bit of sexiness.

Look at the amplitude of the car lights, it should be e didn't run.

And it's absolutely natural, otherwise it won't swing so naturally.

Then the memories of the coma rush to McGonagall's mind, narrow alleys, the sudden emergence of the big mallet at the corner, so much for that.

"The trough! Am I kidnapped? " McGonagall raised his eyebrows, looked up on the stage, and fell on the familiar face that was almost close to his face.

"Well?! Countess Bartoli

McGonagall's expression was unexpected. With such a broad mind, there were few women he had met after he came to this world. The Countess of vampire was one of them.

What's more, MEG knew that her motive had something to do with Gloria's unexpected expression of her mind to him this morning.

He knew from a long time ago that the countess was mostly a cheerleader.

After all, he was warned twice by her real name system before.

What I didn't expect was that I was knocked unconscious and dragged away by her.

If someone else knows that Alex, who just turned down the position of Grand Marshal of the Los Empire and was still in the limelight on Dragon Island, was beaten and dragged to the small dark room

McGonagall looked away from the swaying breasts, and noticed that he was lying on a bench with his hands above his head.

The sexy and charming Countess lies on his body with her legs diverged. The tight black skirt makes the buttocks protrude in a wonderful arc. The long white legs extend to the fork of the skirt, with a touch of red.

Her face was red, her forehead was full of sweat, and her eyes were charming.

But what is she doing?

Do you give benefits?

Or are you going to use him to correct sexual orientation?

MEG was a little confused.

Although his heart is rejected, but the body is very honest lying flat, but also homeopathy closed his eyes.

But McGonagall also felt a smooth rope sliding around his hand.

"Is this a binding game? There's a lot of variety. " MEG picked his eyebrows.

However, the rope was pulled from his hand several times, but it fell down quickly. He just failed to wind it. His clumsy action made MEG feel like he wanted to help.

"Shit! Why is it so difficult to bind this high-level lock rope! I haven't tied it for half an hour. I'm so angry! " Camilla's angry voice rang from one side, not noticing that Meg had opened her eyes.

McGonagall lay quietly on the wooden chair with his eyes closed. Camilla lay on him, trying to tie the rope to his hand.

Half an hour passed.

McGonagall couldn't help but open his eyes, looked at Camilla and said, "can I help you?"

"Good... Ah!" Camilla looked down at MEG who didn't know when to wake up. She was stunned. After a while, she said, "when did you wake up?"

"Wake up for a while." McGonagall said honestly. With his eyes tilted, he noticed the whip and candle on the chair beside him. This familiar configuration

"Hum, I dare to pretend to be dead under my wife's eyes. It seems that I need to knock you out again." Camilla's hand once again appeared a big black mallet, muttered to himself: "no, he must realize that he is a shaking m!"

McGonagall quickly calculated in his mind that Camilla's strength is level 9, and he is now at the top of level 7, so he can't play.

But it's not a way to keep falling into the dead circle of being knocked unconscious. I don't know what time it is now.

So he raised his hand, pointed to the loose red rope and said with a smile, "does the countess want to tie the rope? I'm good at that. I can teach you. "

"Do you really know?" Camilla is a little dubious, but the rope that she just tied for a long time has failed, which has made her collapse.

"Yes, it's very simple. I can show you." McGonagall's mouth slightly tilted up, stood up from the wooden bed, and the rope in his hand danced on Camilla's body.

Five minutes later, McGonagall looked at Camilla tied up by the red rope and nodded with satisfaction

"You see, this is a perfect tortoise shell binding."