Chapter 1050: Look, this is a perfect turtle

"Why didn't the boss come back? It's almost time to open the business? So many guests are waiting in line, what can I do?" Yabei Mia stood at the door of the restaurant and looked out.
"Does the father say where he went?" Amy stood in the doorway with the ugly duckling, and there was some concern in her expression.
"The boss only said that he went out in the morning and went out with his bicycle. He didn't say where to go." Felice shook her head and they didn't know where the boss was.
"Does the father dare not want me?" Amy snorted, some grievances, and the father had never gone out like this without saying anything to her.
"How come, the boss can hurt Amy, how can you not want you, there must be something delayed, not to come back." Yabei Mia touched Amy's head and said with a smile.
"There is still five minutes to start business, and one third of the ingredients are not prepared. The food that needs to be prepared in advance is not done, even if the boss is back now, it is too late." Xue Lier said.
"What should I do? So many guests are waiting in line. If you tell them that your boss is not here, please come back next time. I am afraid they will shop out?" Mia was worried.
"The shop doesn't have to worry, as long as the two great magicians don't do it, the rest can't beat us." Elizabeth's gaze swept through the team and said calmly.
"It should be fun." Barbara screamed and watched the guests in the team eager to try.
Shirley looked at the long queue and shook her head slightly: "If there is no notice in advance, there will be no impact on the reputation of the restaurant. We must think of a way."
Everyone heard the words and frowned and thought about it. After killing all the guests, each person sent a copper coin and hypnotized them to think that they had already eaten... After some strange thoughts, Felice was careful. Said: "Maybe... let me make roast beef skewers."
Everyone looked at Felice and his eyes lit up.
"Yes, Felice's roast beef skewers are as delicious as the boss's roast. Would you like to change the roast beef skewer theme at noon today? This will at least allow the queued guests to eat something." Ya surprised.
The proposal of Yabei Mia was unanimously recognized by everyone.
Soon, there was a new announcement at the entrance of the restaurant:
The boss has not returned, and at noon today, it is a special roast beef skewer. All guests are limited to two strings!
As soon as the announcement came out, the guests who lined up suddenly felt awkward.
"What's going on? Is the roast beef skewer a bit too much?"
"The roast beef skewers are delicious, but each person can only eat two strings too much. How can two strings be full?"
"However, if the wheat boss is not there, who is the grilled beef skewer?"
......
McGonagall woke up in a groaning voice, and opened his eyes in a confused way. He just had a pair of sturdy white breasts, and he swayed up and down in front of his eyes, and the waves were raging.
"This car's headlights are dazzling." McGonagall blinked and looked more clear. There was a little black scorpion between the white and the tender, but it added a bit of sexy.
Looking at the amplitude of the lights, it should be that e did not run.
And it's absolutely natural, otherwise it won't be so natural.
Then the memories before the coma rushed into the heart of Meg, the narrow alleys, the big sticks that suddenly appeared at the corners, and everything went on.
"Where! I was kidnapped?" McGonagall raised his eyebrows, his eyes on the stage, and fell on the familiar face that almost covered his face.
"Hmm?! Countess Bartoli!"
Meg's expression was unexpectedly unexpected. With such a broad mind, after coming to the world, there were indeed few women among the women he had seen. The vampire countess was one of them.
Moreover, her motivation, Meg, knew that most of it was related to the unexpected intention of Gloria this morning.
He knew from a long time ago that the countess was mostly a lala.
After all, he was warned twice by her real name system.
Unexpectedly, she was stunned and dragged away by her.
If I was known by others, I was just out of the limelight in Long Island. I refused Alex, who was the Grand Marshal of the Los Angeles Empire. I was beaten by a sap and then dragged into the dark room...
McGonagall moved his eyes away from the chest that was shaking in front of him, only to notice that he was lying on a bench with his hands on his head.
The and feminine countess’s legs squatted on his body, and the tight black dress made the hips swell with a beautiful arc. The long, white legs stretched all the way to the split of the skirt, a touch of red, looming .
Her face was red, and her forehead was full of sweat and fascinating eyes.
But what is she doing again?
Sending benefits?
Still intend to use him to correct sexual orientation?
Meg a bit awkward.
Although his heart refused, but the body was very honestly lying down, but also closed his eyes.
But McGonagall also felt a smooth rope slipping on his hand.
"Is this going to be bundled? There are still a lot of tricks." McGonagall raised an eyebrow.
However, the rope was lifted from the hand several times, but it quickly fell, that is, it failed to entangle, and the movement was awkward, so that McGonagall had the urge to help.
"Rely! How is this high-grade lock rope so difficult to tie! The old lady is not tied for half an hour, just mad at me!" Camilla's annoyed voice rang from the side, did not notice that McGonagall opened Eyes passed.
In the little black room, there was an embarrassing scene. McGonagall was quietly lying on the wooden chair with his eyes closed. Camilla squatted on him and tried to tie the rope to his hand.
Half an hour passed.
McGonagall couldn’t help but open his eyes and looked at Camilla: "Do you need my help?"
"Well... ah!" Camilla looked down at Meg, who didn't know when she woke up, and suddenly stopped. After a while, she said, "When are you awake?!"
"Wake up for a while." McGonagall said honestly, his eyes slanted and noticed the whip and candle on the chair next to it, this familiar configuration...
"Oh, I dare to pretend to be under the lady's eyes. It seems that I need to stun you again." Camilla's hand once again appeared a black big stick, and said from his own voice: "No, I must let him realize that he is shaking m!"
McGonagall quickly calculated that Camilla's strength is nine, and he is now the seventh peak, playing, certainly can not beat.
But this is constantly being caught in the infinite loop of being stunned. It is not a solution. I don't know what time it is.
So, he raised his hand and pointed at the loose red rope tied to his hand and smiled: "Is the Countess wanting to tie the rope? I am very good at this, I can teach you."
"Do you really?" Camilla was a little suspicious, but the rope that had just been tied for a long time failed to succeed, which had caused her to collapse.
"Yes, this is actually very simple, I can show it to you." McGonagall's mouth tilted slightly, stood up from the wooden bed, and the rope in his hand flew over Camilla.
Five minutes later, McGon looked at Camilla, who was with a red string, and nodded with satisfaction:
"Look, this is a perfect tortoise."