Chapter 1399: System online ridicule

McGonagall doesn't know why he should continue to serve as a chef after the end of business, roast beef skewers, grilled fish, grilled shrimp for two women who drink...
Although the barbecue is served with beer, it is really cool.
But as a persecutor, he is also very fascinated now.
Standing next to the grill, McGonse took a bite of roast beef, chewed it, let the hot delicious food bloom in the mouth, then took a beer and took a sip, experiencing the wonderful enjoyment of the ice and fire, while watching After drinking a few beers, the two women who are getting better.
The wine was strong and bold, and a few glasses of wine went down. Camilla’s gas field gradually turned back and looked at Irina.
You...you said, why do they want to use me? I’m just in their eyes. Is something that can be used to exchange for benefits? Even my father can betray me again and again. Am I too ridiculous?"
Irina was also a little drunk and started holding the table, watching Camilla nodded seriously: "It's ridiculous, it's pitiful."
Camilla snorted and began to wipe her tears. "You said, how can I be so pitiful..."
McGonagall listened to Camilla's description and probably understood the reason why she wanted to buy drunk tonight. It seems that this time she returned to the Devil's Islands, she was not a small hit, and there was nowhere to talk about it, so she would drink in the middle of the night.
"It doesn't matter. For your vampires, what are the difficulties and frustrations? You haven't experienced grazing at least on the sidelines." Irina comforted. "Would you like to graze? Maybe you also Can become a vampire ancestor."
"What do you mean, Uncle Dracula becomes the first ancestor of the vampire, is it because of grazing?" Camilla was a bit skeptical.
"If you don't try, how can you know if you can't?" Irina smiled.
Camilla thought for a moment, nodded, then turned to McGonagall in the kitchen and shouted: "Boss, give me a dish!"
For drunk women, try to satisfy all their unreasonable requirements, so that they can save some effort. This is the experience that McGonagall has accumulated for many years, so he put a dish of lettuce directly in front of Camilla and then returned. Go to the kitchen and continue to watch the wine shop between the women.
Camilla looked at the green lettuce leaves in front of her, her eyes slightly stunned. As a noble vampire aristocrat, vegetarianism is a thing that makes vampires shameful. She has never done it before.
"Eat, eat it, you may be the next ancestor of the vampire." Irina beside it.
Camilla’s throat moved, and if she became the first ancestor of the vampire, no one could force her to do anything.
The strong strength and the lofty status in the family is that her father saw her and respectfully bowed.
What a tempting vision.
Kami stretched his hand and grabbed a piece of lettuce leaves, slowly handing it toward his mouth.
McGomemo took out the shadow stone, the second vampire who grazes on the initiative, may be the future ancestor of the vampire, what a memorable scene.
"Hey."
The tender lettuce leaves were bitten and developed a crisp sound. The strange taste made Camilla slightly uncomfortable, but it was not as disgusting as expected, but the taste was quite refreshing.
After confirming that the taste was acceptable, Camilla began to chew. Although the taste was a bit strange, the taste of the leaves was quite refreshing and sweet. The accident was not difficult to eat. Instead, it was very greasy, so that the mouth of the roast beef had just been eaten. It becomes refreshing.
"How?" Irina asked.
"I didn't expect it to be delicious." Camilla nodded and threw the remaining half of the leaves into her mouth.
"When Dracula first grazes, it was said." Irina smiled.
McGonagall's expression is slightly weird. It is conceivable that most of Dracula was eaten by the first half of the grass, and then embarked on a grazing no return.
Then, n years later, Camilla took the road.
"Yes, Uncle Dracula's taste is very close to me." Camilla nodded, then her eyes fell on the roast beef skewers in front of her, using a chopstick to get a piece of beef from the bamboo stick and wrap it in the lettuce leaves. In the middle, and then fed into the mouth, chewed and chewed, the eyes lit up, the roast beef's fat was absorbed by the lettuce leaves, and its own delicious taste was not affected, it was extraordinarily refreshing and delicious.
"I didn't expect the grass to be so delicious, wrapped in meat, it's more delicious." Camilla was a little surprised.
"Really?"
Camilla handed a lettuce leaf to Irina. "You also try."
Irina wrapped a piece of beef and then fed it into her mouth. The combination of oysters and glutinous rice really made the roast beef a lot refreshing. After eating a lot of beef skewers, it was very good to change into such a refreshing taste. Eat, nodded and admit: "It is indeed a very good way to eat, you are really talented to eat grass, the future can be expected."
"Don't you wrap the lettuce leaves, make a big fuss." McGonagall glanced at the remaining lettuce leaves, and picked up a piece of roast beef with two pieces of roast beef, and fed it to his mouth, but he ate a Korean The feeling of barbecue.
After eating a whole plate of grass, and two glasses of beer, both of them were drunk on the table. Although they were already in the dream of drunkenness, there was still a ride, and there was no conversation.
"Don't say anything about this amount of alcohol, don't you let me go to bed." McGonagall put down the glass and walked out of the kitchen, looking at the two women who were drunk, some helpless. Self-speaking.
Irina was taken back to the room and put on the bed, then Meg went downstairs and looked at Camilla, who was still on the table. It’s not too late to throw her out, so I won’t know if it will be taken away. What, but leave the words...
McGonagall took her upstairs, hit a floor on the main bedroom, and placed her directly on the ground.
Survival logic is very simple, no matter which room Camilla is placed in, he may be drunk and not doing anything wrong.
But in Irina's room, that's fine.
I believe that Irina will not believe that he has the courage to do anything under her nose.
McGonagall just put Camilla down, ready to go downstairs to clean up, but the arm was caught at once, and at the same time, Camilla’s muttered:
I don’t want to marry Nok’s waste, marry him, it’s not as good. Marry the wretched boss, even if he can't, but at least the dishes are delicious."
McGonagall: "???"
Why can't he do it?
Looking at Camilla, who was sleeping in confusion, McGonagall pulled back his hand and some inexplicably went downstairs.
This is a great shame for him. If he is not stared at him, he will prove today that he will not do it.
"Oh, you are not daring." The system is ridiculed online.