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

Amy and Elena were carried upstairs together, because the little guy had been holding her hand. After thinking about it, MEG did not separate them, but put them on the big bed.

Looking at the natural embrace of Amy, showing a pleasant smile of Elena, McGonagall's mouth showed a smile, the mood suddenly became very quiet.

In this small room, the combination of a family of three makes him feel at ease.

But he knew that such a picture could only last one night at most.

Now that Elena has embarked on the road of resisting the wind forest, she must still go.

His strength is far from being able to shield her from the wind and rain, and he can't say anything to retain her.

"System, how much will it cost if you want to help overthrow the rule of wind forest?" MEG asked in silence.

"It's not enough to sell you." The system scorns the way.

When McGonagall raised eyebrows, he casually asked, it seems that there are many restrictions on the system's actions, and he certainly can't do things that affect the whole continent.

Standing by the bed for a while, tucking in the corner, MEG turned and went downstairs to the kitchen to get busy.

An hour later, MEG put a large lunch box on the first table at the entrance of the stairs, and then wrote and pasted a piece of paper on it.

MEG took a bath, changed a pajamas, looked at the bottle of perfume in the corner, hesitated for a moment, and picked it up.

"Amy is my daughter and Elena is Amy's mother. So, I think it's OK for me to sleep in this bed?"

"There are only two beds in this room. The small bed is too short for legs. The big bed is the only choice."

"Besides, this is my house, my bed!"

MEG stood by the bed, muttering a little.

"Meow ~"

The ugly duckling, who couldn't get to bed, stood at Meg's feet and looked up at him with a cry of grievance.

"Well, ugly duckling, you sleep in a small bed and I sleep in a big bed. That's settled."

MEG suddenly made a decision, grabbed the ugly duckling and put it on the bed. He lay down on the edge of the bed, about half a meter away from Elena.

"It's so exciting to go to bed for the first time!" MEG was as straight as a salted fish. He looked at the ceiling, felt the figure lying not far away, and felt his little heart beating.

With a deep breath to adjust the mood for a while, MEG tried to calm himself down.

Although he is not a pure virgin, there is still Amy lying on the bed. Of course, he wants to be a saint.

After a while, McGonagall, who was still sleepless, could not help looking at Elena. A ray of light came in from the window. The soft silk was taken up by the crisp breast with an attractive arc. His nose was very cocky and cherry mouth was small. His side face was still exciting.

McGonagall watched quietly, his mood gradually calmed down, and then he began to feel sleepy.

But just as he was about to close his eyes, Elena, who was already asleep, suddenly opened her eyes and turned to look at him, "is that nice?"

"OK... Look." McGonagall almost subconsciously responded, and then reflected how drunk she suddenly woke up.

Without waiting for him to do anything, Elena's hand suddenly reached out, then pulled him over and held him in her arms.

Feeling the softness and warmth from his face and his close body, MEG was confused for a moment. What's the situation?

Looking up at Elena again, she seems to be asleep again with her eyes closed. Her breath is steady and peaceful. If he hadn't been pulled over just now, and he is now pillow soft, real and comfortable, with pleasant fragrance, he might feel that he just had hallucination.

"Is it an unconscious act?" MEG thought suspiciously that Elena's arm was still on her body and held him in her arms.

Just now, he is still envious of Amy, and now he gets the same chest pillow benefits.

When it comes, it will be settled.

McGonagall closed his eyes comfortably, found a comfortable angle and went to sleep peacefully.

That's right. That's the right opening position for an old driver.

Those who pretend to wriggle are really abnormal.

"I'm the biggest winner." There was a smile on the corner of Irina's mouth. She held Amy and MEG in her arms and fell asleep.

In the second half of the night, Elena suddenly opened her eyes and looked out of the window at the beginning of the white night. She looked at the big and small sleeping in her arms, bowed her head and gently kissed Amy's forehead. After staring at Meg's face for a while, she blushed and kissed his lips.

Two people gently let go, a flash from the bed appeared in the bedside.

"I think I'll soon be able to chop those guys down and come back with you." Irina whispered, then resolutely turned to go out.

Her figure disappeared at the door. McGonagall slowly opened his eyes, clenched his fist and whispered, "I'll come to you soon, soon."

Elena went downstairs and saw the big box on the table at the end of the stairs.

There was a piece of paper on the box with only a short sentence: "take it with you and eat on the way."

"What the hell, this guy." Irina puffed out a smile, but there was a tear in her eyes.

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"Wait for my mother to come back. If you dare to tease other girls, you will be killed!"

The next morning, Meg's eyelids danced as he looked at the line of words on the note left on the table.

With a criminal face, blame him?!

However, he managed to put the note away carefully. When he was ready to put it in the counter, he found Amy's notebook.

"What's the black stuff on it, little guy? She didn't get angry after reading it? " McGonagall picked up the little book curiously and looked through it stealthily.

"My father cooked delicious rainbow fried rice for me this morning. At noon, we had steak and roast beef string. At night, we had super spicy roast fish. We had a good time today."

"Today, my father made delicious braised pork, and helped a poor old man draw pictures and find his lost child. If I get lost, my father will certainly draw me very well, won't he? Well, I'm sure. After all, I look so good. "

"Today, a mermaid sister suddenly appeared in the dining room and fainted before she spoke. My father and I carried her to the bathtub upstairs to keep her. Besides, my father also looked at the sea salt in the water, and she survived. She drank so much salt water that if she made it into a roast Mermaid, wouldn't she need no salt? "

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