Chapter 1165: Can I have a small bite?

"喵呜~"
The ugly duckling, who was somewhat scared, immediately yelled at Azi, and he shook his head in a model, licking his mouth and not mentioning how much.
"Call." Azi vomited with some anger, but looked at Amy and shrank his head, not dare to make it.
"However, when it grows up, it can be considered to divide you." Amy sinked. "But it can't be too much."

Hey?
The ugly duckling’s eyes seemed to find that things were not simple.
"Hey!" Azi liked to understand Amy's words, happy to look up and screamed, full of anticipation of staring at the ugly duckling.
"Okay, let's go to Eisen Iron Castle first. Although we don't look far, we still have to find the best forgemaster there." McGonagall and Azi waved and took Amy's little hand along. The valley walked in the direction of Eisenburg.
Azi fan fanned his wings and flew away from the canyon where people often passed.
Eisen Iron Castle is not far from watching in the air, but in order to prevent being discovered, Azi still stops in a dozen or so, and it takes a lot of time to walk all the way.
Amy was tired after a long time, and McGonagall picked her up and threw the ugly duckling into the travel bag behind him, walking towards the steel fortress between the distant mountains.
Just when McGon thought about renting a bicycle from the system, there was a hoof and a rut behind him. McGonagall went to the side of the road to avoid it, but the team stopped at the side.
"Hey, are you going to Eisen Iron Castle? Look at you with your child, do you need us to take you along the way?" On the first carriage, a middle-aged man dressed as a businessman looked at McGonagall. Eyes stayed for a while at Amy, who had fallen asleep in McGraw.
In such a cold weather, this guy didn't know what to think about. He even walked with his children outside. If he went to Eisen Iron Castle, the child would have been frozen.
McGonagall looked at the team. There were more than a dozen carriages. The cars were full of goods. The drivers were all human. It should look like a merchant from Luodu, and the one who greeted them. The fat middle-aged man, who should be the owner of this team, has dark skin and looks very good. He smiles and says: "If you can, then you will be bothered."
"Okay, come on, the car is burning charcoal, warm, don't let the children freeze." Godara smiled heartily, opened a heavy curtain, indicating that McGonagall got on the bus.
McGonagall held Amy on the carriage, the warm breath came over, and the cold was completely isolated.
The interior of the carriage is very wide, and there is a simple bed that can be unfolded near the back. It should be the place where the businessman usually sleeps. There is an iron basin in the middle of the carriage, a charcoal fire is burning inside, and there is a small iron frame on the brazier. At the meeting, a chicken was grilled, and the car was filled with the smell of roast chicken.
"Grilled chicken?" McGonagall just sat down, and Amy woke up with the smell, peeping out of Meg's arms and staring at the roast chicken on the grill.
"This is not our roast chicken." McGonagall smiled helplessly, the little guy really did not forget to roast chicken.
"Not ours?" Amy looked around. Why did he sleep for a while and came to this place? Some strange look at Meg asked: "Father, are we already here?"
"Not yet, this kind-hearted uncle said that he would take us a ride, so we got on his carriage." McGonagall shook his head.
"Oh." Amy nodded thoughtfully, then looked up at Godara, revealing a sweet smile. "Uncle, is this roast chicken yours? Can I have a small mouth?" What?"
"The little girl looks so cute." Godara looked at Amy, her eyes lit up, and she picked up the roast chicken with a smile and handed it to Amy. "Eat, eat two."

"Amy, don't just eat other people's things, the uncle may not have eaten yet." McGonagall looked at Amy, who was ready to reach for the roast chicken, and shook his head.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, how many things a child can eat in one or two, let her eat first, I will eat the rest." Godara smiled and waved, the little girl looked crystal clear, really makes people like it. It doesn't matter if you give her a bite or two.
"Father, you see the uncle, it doesn't matter." Amy retracted her hand to see the roast chicken, and looked at McGonagall.
"This..." McGonze sank for a while, seeing Godara really didn't mind, and then nodded, and shouted: "Only take a bite."
"Well," Amy nodded happily, then reached out and pulled a big chicken leg from the roast chicken. She grew her mouth and stuffed a whole chicken leg into her mouth, chewed it, and spit out a whole chicken leg. The bones, then swallowed, nodded in satisfaction. "Although no father is delicious, it is delicious."
"This..." Godara looked at Amy who had eaten a chicken leg and licked it. After a while, she came back to God. How did such a small girl eat a chicken leg? Even if he can't do it at all!
And...he really didn't have lunch yet. This roast chicken that had been baked for more than an hour was exactly the lunch he had prepared for himself. So he was eaten a bite of a fat chicken leg and said that he didn't feel bad at all. It is a lie.
"Uncle, can I still have another bite?" Amy looked at Godara, revealing a harmless smile of humans and animals.
Looking at this cute smile like a kitten, who can believe that she just ate a whole chicken leg!
Although I just said it myself, but according to her eating method, if he takes another bite, he can only lick the chicken bones.
"This... I think your father is right. The children can't eat too much when they are in the car. Otherwise, they will not feel comfortable when they are in the car." Godara took the roast chicken from Amy's hand and nodded seriously. Road.
McGonagall touched his nose and held back his smile.
"Oh, just a small mouth." Amy’s eyes reluctantly took it back from the roast chicken, took out the ugly duckling from the bag, hugged it in her arms, leaned against McGonagall, and immediately closed her eyes and went back to sleep. status.
Godara looked at the second sleeping Amy and looked up and gave a thumbs up to McGonagall. "Your daughter is really a genius."
"Over the prize." McGonagall slightly sideways, making Amy more comfortable.
"Right, I am Godara, a businessman from Lodul. Where did you come from? What did you do to Eisenburg?" Godara asked curiously as he looked at McGonagall.
The dress and salute of the father and the daughter are neither like businessmen nor wanderers. Instead, they are like rich people hanging out and carrying a strangely colored kitten. .