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

Meg, who is cleaning the dishes, raises her eyes and looks at Elena quietly. Amy's question is very deep and professional. Apart from everything, she only asks if she wants to marry him with this cake.

A chef, who can rely on a dish to make people get married, must be a successful cook.

Of course, such girls have been able to form a long line outside the Maimi restaurant.

But, after all, Elena is different. Even MEG can't help but wonder.

But as soon as McGonagall raised his eyes, he looked at Elena with a smile. The tip of his pink tongue slipped over his lips and licked the ice cream from the corner of his mouth. In his clear blue eyes, he looked at McGonagall and said, "I heard that your mother is the most beautiful woman in the world. Even if I want to marry, I don't know if he dares to marry me?"

"This woman is a little scary, and... A little narcissistic!"!!! Run away, run away... "McGonagall felt like he was the prey of cheetah, and suddenly dropped his eyes.

"Is Xiaomi's mother really the most beautiful woman in the world?" Amy's eyes lit up.

"Well, she's the only woman who's on a par with me." Irina nodded.

"Wow, sister Elena is the most beautiful elf I have ever seen. She is as beautiful as sister Elena, and her mother must be super beautiful." Amy's eyes lit up a small star, the dream of the hazy figure seems to gradually clear up, into the appearance of Elena.

Of all the imaginations, this appearance made her feel the most intimate and beautiful.

"Of course." Irina said of course.

Without thinking, Amy patted her little hand and said, "my father is so happy that he can marry two of the most beautiful women in the world at the same time."

"But does he have the courage to marry another woman?" Irina's eyes were smiling at MEG, but there was something dangerous in her smile.

“……”

McGonagall slowly turned away. Even if he had the heart of thief, he didn't have the courage of thief. What's more, the two so-called most beautiful women in the world are actually Elena. What's the trouble?

"My father is very brave." Amy shook her head, turned to MEG and said, "father, don't you think so?"

"Here, have another piece of cake."

McGonagall put two cakes in front of them, smiling to pass the dangerous topic.

"Yes, he has a lot of guts." Irina looks at MEG with an ambiguous smile, but she still picks up the spoon and continues to eat the cake.

McGonagall quietly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. It was a sin. It was nothing, but he suddenly felt that he had tracheitis.

Is this the fate of the throat?

McGonagall suddenly had some fears about her future formal acquaintance with Elena.

But this kind of being teased by the righteous, as if holding the line in the dance feeling, but let him feel some wonderful.

It's a feeling that no woman has ever felt before. It's obviously a little uncomfortable, but at the bottom of my heart, it's not so resistant, even vaguely expecting?

"Am I an M?" McGonagall interrogates himself.

"According to the definition of the word" Shuo m ": Shuo m refers to a kind of person who has a tendency to be abused, just opposite to Shuo s. Through the analysis of this system, this kind of behavior of the other party has obviously formed the pressure and some level of mental abuse to the host. Although the host shows a certain degree of resistance physically, it has expectations mentally. This kind of behavior mode only appears in the interaction between Elena. Through the comprehensive judgment of this system, the host is recessive and selective. "

Just then, the sound of the system rang out in Meg's mind.

“……”

"System, can't you study something famous?"

McGonagall growled, a little angry.

"The abnormal performance of the host is to try to cover up the embarrassment of being exposed in his heart, but this kind of behavior further strengthens the judgment of the system, the host, you are a trembler!"

The system calms down.

"Go away!"

Meg's mood is somewhat complicated. He looks at Elena, who is taking a small bite of cake. Although he is resistant to the judgment of the system, he has to face up to it. What kind of charm does this woman have that can make him behave so strangely.

Even though she is Amy's mother, Elena, who is eating the ice cream cake with no affectation smile on her face, is still like a young girl, making people feel the youthful atmosphere.

Even after experiencing so many things, you can't see the slightest vicissitudes from her face. That kind of vitality and simplicity seems to infect people, making people unconsciously want to get close to her.

The beautiful face may be unforgettable, but what MEG sees is an interesting soul, which is what really interests him.

A whole delicious cake was eaten by three people and two cats. The ugly duckling rolled on the ground. Then he fell on the ground and tried to move slowly towards the night. He came to him and suddenly prepared to get up and put him down.

At this time, has been motionless night suddenly stretched out a small black claws, according to the ugly duckling's head.

The ugly duckling, who just got up, suddenly counseled. He was pawed on the ground and did not dare to move. He looked at Amy's direction, but did not dare to ask for help.

"Delicious cake."

Irina laid the empty plate lightly on the table, looked at MEG and affirmed.

McGonagall smiles a little bit. Naturally, it's very nice to be praised.

Irina turned to Amy and said with a smile, "Xiaomi, I'm leaving Luodu soon. Do you have anything you want? I can give it to you. "

"What do you want?" Amy looked at Elena, thought for a while, and whispered, "I want my sister to hold me for a while, OK? Like a mother holding millet

Irene looked at Amy with big, watery eyes. Her throat suddenly choked. She squatted down, gently picked Amy up, put her arms around her, and said softly, "I want to hold Xiaomi, too, every day."

"Well, sister Elena is so nice." Amy closed her eyes comfortably, smelled the faint fragrance of the flowers, lay in her soft and comfortable arms, and soon fell asleep.

In her sleep, the woman under the big tree on the moon finally turned around. With a smile on her delicate face, she walked slowly towards her, and then held her in her arms. It was a warm embrace.

Amy had a smile on her face and whispered, "mother..."

Irina's lips moved, and some of her throat whispered, "I'm here."