Chapter 1220: excuse me……

"Big...big...had disturbed..." Amy looked at the bed and the McGee and Camilla on the floor stunned. She looked at McGonagall and looked at the foot of the room. Slowly took it back, and carefully took the door.
"Amy?" Outside, Anna looked at Amy, who was closed to the door, and she wanted to say hello to Uncle McGonagall.
"Anna, if a man and a woman are sleeping in the same room, are they going to have something bad?" Amy asked Anna with some distressed look.
"I don't know." Anna shook her head and thought about it seriously. She said: "But before I heard a big man say that if a man and a woman go to sleep together, they will have a baby. We are born like this."
"Is it a baby?!" Amy’s eyes lit up, but soon she showed a bit of distressed expression. "Would you like to tell my sister Irina? If I have a lovely little sister, Will it be fun?"
Anna looked at Amy inexplicably, but didn't ask much.
In the room, McGregor, who still has an alarm clock in his hand, and Camilla, who got up and got up, were petrochemical on the spot. They looked at each other and had a complicated color in their eyes.
"Remember the vow you made last night, now you can take a shower in the bathroom, then put on a clean overalls and start today's work." McGonagall looked at Camilla, who had magic on his fingertips.
"I..." Camilla sighed, thinking about what happened last night, the body was still a bit sour, but the vows had been issued, and only the hand was taken back, and the quilt was pulled over the head and screamed out loud. When I opened the quilt, I jumped up and walked toward the door.
McGonagall sat back on the bed for a while, and continued to smash the hot pot soup pot for dozens of days. Now the mind is full of bright red soup pot, a little bit of a feeling of ignorance.
And now the question is what will Amy write on her small book after seeing the scene just after? If I saw it by Irina, can he still keep this leg?
Early in the morning, McGonagall faced a very severe test...
"The little guy doesn't understand anything, shouldn't it matter?" McGonagall tried to convince himself, because nothing happened last night, let Camilla sleep on the ground all night, but he really kept himself as jade.
I got up and changed into a chef's suit, then packed up some strange things left last night, and threw the sheets of quilt into the washing machine. McGonagall just went out, and Camilla, who had changed the chef's suit, just came out of the bathroom, and it was a little wet. The long hair was scattered at random, and some of the resentful glances at McGonagall, went straight downstairs.
McGonagall raised his eyebrows and did not pay attention to it. Camilla had already sworn, and after a simple wash, he went downstairs and prepared to make breakfast for the cleaners.
In the kitchen, Camilla has also begun to cut vegetables.
"Millet, Anna, Good Morning, how come so early today?" McGonagall went downstairs and saw Amy and Anna, who were playing the ugly duckling, and asked with a smile.
"Good morning, Uncle McGonagall." Anna greeted her.
"Good morning, father and grandfather." Amy also looked up and looked at the direction of the kitchen, whispered: "Is Camilla sister living in your room?"
"???" McGonagall, thinking about how to explain with Amy.
"Then she will have a baby?" Amy then whispered.
"Hmm?" McGon raised his eyebrows and looked at Amy in an incredible way. Who taught her this?
The sound of cutting vegetables in the kitchen suddenly stopped, and the restaurant suddenly became quiet.
Anna looked at McGonagall and looked at the direction of the kitchen. She seemed to know something.
"Millet, actually last night... the amount... Camilla sister was sick, and then came to the restaurant to ask for help, because it was too late, so I let her sleep on the floor, and I slept in bed. If this is the case, it will not give birth to a baby." McGonagall tried to explain.
"Don't have a baby?" Amy heard a little disappointment. She also wanted a little sister to play with them.
"Yes, no baby." Maggie sighed.
"Then you have a beggar."
"This can't be done." McGonagall shook his head and saw Amy's face puzzled. He explained: "The baby can only be born with a spouse, not with other women. Camilla is not the father's spouse. She can't live with me. Baby's."
Amy thought for a moment and said, "That... mother? When can you pick her up and give me a baby?"
Camilla, who was trying to kill with a knife in the kitchen, stood up and listened attentively. She said that McGonagall never mentioned Amy’s mother, she didn’t know who she was, and she didn’t know where she was. Inexplicably a little nervous.
"Quick, it won't take long for her father to pick her up," McGonagall said with a smile.
"Great!" Amy smiled. "Then you have to give me a baby to play."
"Good." McGonagall nodded, but he couldn't do it.
"Is it still possible to pick it up? It seems that he and Miss Coralia should be impossible." Camilla looked like a smile, but my heart was inexplicably empty, and some annoyed in my heart: "Slag man, obviously I already have a wife, a child, and I have so many young and beautiful girls around me, deceiving their feelings with food and work."
Anna is holding an ugly duckling, and she has a little envy in her eyes. She has no chance to see her mother again.
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Comforting Amy, McGee entered the kitchen, but in the kitchen stove and refrigerator, did not find the ingredients dedicated to the hot pot.
"System, my food?" McGonagall turned around in the kitchen and confirmed that he had not missed it.

Hey! The existing restaurant is not suitable for hot pot. Please set up a hot pot area. After the task is completed, all hot pot ingredients will be opened! If the task fails, the hot pot will be cancelled!
The sound of the system sounded in McGonagall’s mind.
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"Why didn't the lady come out all night... Didn't the night attack hit him again?" On the treetop outside the restaurant, Caesar yawned and shook the snow falling from the tree. Some worried.
Last night, it stayed outside the restaurant for one night, making sure that no one was in or out of the restaurant. In the absence of anyone to disturb, it would be easy to pack McGonagall with the strength of the lady.
Unexpectedly, it waited for one night, still did not see the lady coming out of the restaurant, what can I do? . m.