Chapter 1029: Don't you love me?

"Isn't the little guy asleep?" Meg, who was holding the chicken leg and was about to eat, was surprised to see the door. Amy, wearing a bear pajamas, was standing in front of the kitchen.
"Father, you are so over-the-top, even carrying me and my sister Gina secretly eating supper, I must remember this thing, there is no good to call me..." Amy Said the more wronged, came in and took over the chicken legs in the hands of McGonagall, then put a bite in his mouth.
"Oh... eat it!"
Amy’s eyes suddenly turned bright, and the grievances turned into surprises. The sleepiness disappeared all at once, the chicken chewed happily, the big blue eyes sparkled, like the taste of the world’s most delicious food, one after another. It’s fragrant.
McGonagall looked at Amy with some spoils, and the food did not miss any nightingale.
"System, this time the chicken is successful?" McGonagall asked in his heart.
"All the colors and flavors, whether it is the control of the fire, or the control of the seasoning, the host of this chicken has reached the requirements of the year of your chicken, congratulations to the host, the task is successful, get a kitchen God The stage draw." At this moment, the sound of the system sounded.
McGonagall looked at the golden sparkling chance in his mind, secretly relieved, did not enter the kitchen trial field, only spent three days of spare time, McGonagall successfully made a delicious chicken, also considered A milestone in his cooking.
The sense of urgency made him more focused on cooking. The lower fault tolerance allowed him to make progress. This time, learning to be a chicken has brought him many feelings and progress.
"Father, do you not love me?"
Amy chewed her bones and looked at McGonagall with a look of grievances.
"How come, my father's favorite is Xiaomi." Meg quickly shook his head and reached out and touched Amy's head. What kind of nightmare did the little guy have?
"That... then you made such a delicious roast chicken, don't ask me to get up." Amy was wronged and looked at Gina. "You must be more like Gina sister, so you only call She got up and ate."
Gina, who is chewing the bone, looked at Amy with a puzzled look. She didn't know what she was talking about and continued to use her bones to grind her teeth.
McGonagall was a little dumbfounded. I didn't expect the little guy to be unhappy for this reason. He smiled and said: "This is the new product I studied these days. When we were at the market that day, we didn't talk to the two orc uncles. Is it the date of the showdown, so the father will stay up late here to roast the chicken."
"Sister Gina, like you, wakes up and hears the voice coming downstairs. My father invited her to help try the new product. So we are not secretly carrying Amy to eat supper, but we are going to make a copy for Xiaomi. Delicious roast chicken, let the millet eat the most delicious."

Really?
Amy heard a lot of fun.
"Of course it is true." McGonagall handed a chicken wing.
Amy took the chicken wings happily and nodded while eating: "I believe in my father."
McGonagall smeared a sweat, but fortunately the little guy could comfort himself with a chicken wing. Otherwise, a man and a woman in the middle of the night would eat chicken in the kitchen and say it... It’s not very good to explain.
Gina and Amy were happy, and McGonagall picked up a chicken wing and tasted it.
Some of the chicken wings are crispy, but the taste is much more delicate than the fried chicken. The fragrance of the lotus leaves just neutralizes the greasy feeling, making the roast chicken delicious and not greasy.
Crispy chicken skin, crisp muscles, and taste all bring a lot of fineness to McGonagall.
And the broken chicken bones are more chewy and more fragrant.
Unconsciously, a chicken wing was completely suffocated, and McGonagall did not spit.
In the Angoluo Gorge of the Mozu Holy Land, the three yellow chickens grown from the snack tree seeds are tender and taste good, and may be due to the so-called magnetic field effect of the system. The chicken also contains rich nutrients. Wet has a very significant effect.
"This can be called a real chicken." McGonagall nodded. In contrast, the chickens that were eaten that year were simply weak chickens.
A roast chicken was quickly eaten by three people, and there was still some feeling of unfinished feeling.
"I... can I eat this?" Gina asked with a hesitation as she pointed at the mud shell.
"Can this eggshell also be eaten?" Amy asked curiously, picking up a clay shell and putting it in her mouth, then quickly took it out again, looking at the two embossed left on it, shaking her head. Road: "Sister Gina, this bite."
"If you don't have enough food, I can give you some other food." McGonagall also pointed to the refrigerator next to him. Just after Kina had eaten this clay shell, she was almost killed.
"I want to eat this." Gina firmly pointed at the mud shell.
McGonagall sees Gina insisting, hesitating for a while, or nodded: "Well, but you should eat a little bit, don't lie again."
"Thank you Mr. McGonagall!" Gina looked happy and gave McGonaga a octopus hug.
But this time, McGonagall was lightly avoided, and the children were still there. It’s not good to hug and hold. This kind of thing has to be done privately.
Gina happily took the mud shell upstairs, and McGee cleaned up the kitchen, and stayed Amy upstairs to sleep.
"Meow"
The ugly duckling was on the edge of the bed, and some of the resentful people looked at the father and daughter who came in.
"Ugly duckling, I am thinking about losing weight for you. This night, you don't think about it. If you eat it, you will get fat." Amy licked the fat face of the ugly duckling and smiled and said: "Only we can't eat fat like us. People can safely eat nightingales."
"Zhu Xin..."
The ugly duckling is back to the back without a love, and his feet are in the air, not wanting to talk.
"Good night, father."
Amy climbed onto the bed herself and gently slammed the ugly duckling lying on the cup to the end of the bed. Then she got into the bed and said to McGonagall, and immediately closed her eyes.
McGee was lying on the bed, looking at the big turntable opportunity in his mind, hesitated, decided to put this opportunity for the time being, and wait until the results of the food list on the future come out.
He has already made the worst plan, this time to keep, at least a chip.
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Have you heard that? The new food list will be announced at 11 o'clock noon today!


I heard that, I also know that the Food Association abandoned the previous voting ranking system and changed it to a ranking by the mysterious expert jury. It sounds quite reasonable, maybe it’s OK. The days of looking for food on the leaderboard are coming again."
"This is not necessarily the case. The food list has disappointed me for some years. I hope this time I will not change my soup."
Early this morning, many people in the city of Chaos were discussing the upcoming food list.