Chapter 1009: You will become this fat look

Amy’s eyes lit up and said with a smile:
Since the father likes it, will it all be eaten?

"This..." McGonagall looked at the dark, big pot in front of him, and his heart was broken. But his face still had a smile and nodded. "Millet does, of course, want to eat." Finished."
"Meow."
The ugly duckling came over and licked Meg's calf with his head and looked at him gratefully as if he had saved it from hell.
"I see this fire is almost the same, Xiaomi first removed the fire." McGonagall stunned a bit of burnt smell from this big pot, the original taste is strange, if it is pasted again Meg is afraid that he can't eat his nose.
"Well," Amy smacked, and waved the fireball on the stove.
McGonagall glanced at the stove that had been burnt in a hole, silently and systematically bargained in the heart, and determined the repair price of 5,000 copper coins. This breakfast... is really not cheap.
Going upstairs and changing clothes, McGonagall put a bowl of dark soup under the table, a complex smell of scent, mixed with prawns, beef, mushrooms, etc. It's hard to imagine that they will appear in the same pot.
McGonagall looked at Amy, who was looking forward to the table and hesitated. He still picked up a spoon and picked up a spoonful of soup to feed his mouth.
No unexpectedly delicious, sweet and sour with a bit of astringency, no ingredients that have been properly processed, even the best ingredients under the sun, there is still no way to stew a delicious soup. .
"How about father, how?" Amy asked.
"Well, it's delicious." McGonagall nodded with a smile, picked up the spoon and took a spoonful of it into his mouth.
"Great!" Amy patted her little hand, her face was full of happy expressions, and thought again and again: "Then I will also go to a bowl to eat."
"No." McGonagall quickly reached out and stopped her. He smiled and said: "Because it is so delicious, my father decided to eat it all by one person, and then the father would give Xiaomi something else to eat."
Amy looked at McGonagall and thought about it. He nodded. "Well, since my father likes to eat, then I will not eat it. I will give it to my father." I will do it to my father every day."
The spoon in Meg's hand almost fell off, and quickly shook his head: "No, winter is so cold, how can Xiaomi get up to breakfast for his father every day? After that, you will lie down and sleep, and my father will get up for breakfast."

No, this kind of breakfast can only be eaten once, no more!
Reluctantly drank two bowls of soup, McGonagall looked at Amy and did not pay attention, and poured the remaining pot of soup, which ended the crying breakfast.
However, Amy’s mind made him feel the warmth in the early winter.
"Father, isn't we going to have a birthday for the little brother of the orc today?" After breakfast, Amy looked at McGee, who was washing the dishes in the kitchen.
"That is the night."
"What do we have to do during the day?" Amy looked forward to seeing McGonagall.
"Morning..." McGonze sank for a moment, suddenly his eyes lit up and looked back at Amy. "A father will take you to a fun place."
Putting the ugly duckling in the bicycle basket, McGonagall took Amy on his bicycle and headed for the west.
There is a big market in the west of the city of chaos, and it is also a distribution center for merchants from the south to the north. The merchants from all over the place gather here, and the artists who sell art on the streets are everywhere.
On the rest day, the small vendors on both sides of the market street filled with stalls, the tourists were bustling, and they were so busy.
The beasts are selling beasts, the devils are performing fire-breathing on the streets, the elves are appreciating the applause and bounty by the melodious voice, and the seductive dance of the succubus and the snakes makes the man stop.
"Father and adults look! There are two green onions in the nose of the big green devil!"
"Wow! Beautiful birds, and they can sing!"
"Look at the big snake, you are wrapped around the lady's sister!"
Amy sat on McGonagae's shoulder and looked around with amazement. The mouth was screaming and the blue eyes seemed to glow.
The ugly duckling lingered on the top of McGonagall’s head and shivered.
This is also the first time that McGonagall came to the Xicheng market. This was the first two days of inadvertently listening to the guests. In addition to buying a variety of things, it is also a good place for recreation.
Men, women and children can find fun.
McGonagall looked around. There are many merchants here who are not the people of the chaotic city. From their bodies, they can also take a look at the local customs of Nolan.
"Father, I want to eat that sugar." Amy pointed to the sugar of the bird in the hand of a little boy not far away.
"This is a sugar man?" McGonagall glanced at the sugar in the little boy's hand and looked around. He saw a small stall at the alley of the alley. A gray-haired old man smiled and handed a little goat to him. A little friend went straight to the past.
"Children, want to eat sugar?" The old man looked up at Amy and asked with a smile.
"Uh-huh." Amy nodded honestly.
The old man smiled and said: "Then turn this turntable, go to what, I will give you what to do, if you go to this blank place, then I will give you a free one you want."
"Okay, okay." Amy nodded happily.
McGonagall smiled and put Amy down, let the little guy turn the turntable. In the distant memory, his father seemed to have walked through the market with him and turned the disc of the sugar man.
"Wow, it’s empty! Father, you look at me, I’m going to the blank place!
Amy’s pleasant voice interrupted McGon’s thoughts and looked at the position of the turntable arrow, and McGon’s face was also She smiled and touched her head: "Awesome."
"Little girl, your luck is really good, let's talk, which one do you want, Grandpa will do it for you." The old man also smiled and looked at Amy.
"I want to..." Amy looked at the various birds and beasts painted on the top, and finally chose a fat tiger.
Soon, the fat tiger sugar man was pinched, the delicate beard, stupid look, looks very cute.

Thank you.
McGonagall nodded to the old man.
"Thank you, Grandpa." Amy took the sugar man, and said it was well-behaved. He took McGonagall’s hand and walked forward. Then he looked up and sneaked into the ugly duckling on the shoulder of McGonagall: "Ugly duckling, have you seen it?" If you continue to eat like this, then you will become this fat look."
"Hey."
Amy bit the half of the tiger's head and chewed and nodded: "It's delicious."
The ugly duckling looked at Amy’s sugar tiger with half a head in his hand and suddenly widened his eyes!