Chapter 1467: Are you my true prince?

"Prince... Prince McGonagall... please don't leave me..."
McGon looked at Kina, who was whispering in her sleep. Some helplessly pulled the corner of her mouth, turned off the light, and walked lightly toward the door. When she opened the door, she smiled at a smiley face.
"Do you want to say, you just told a story, did you do nothing?" Irina asked, looking at Meg.
McGonagall was shocked, but still tried to keep calm, smiled and closed the door behind him, said: "Jinna said that she had been sleeping for days in a few days and did not dare to sleep, in the spirit of being necessary for employees. Caring attitude, so I told her a little story before going to bed, we really did nothing."
"Oh, I forgive you and dare not do anything." Irina snorted.
Meg's forehead left a drop of cold sweat, although this is the truth, but as a man, how can you easily recognize this time, smiled and said: "You know, my courage is not small."
"Is it?" Irina suddenly reached out and pressed the door frame beside him. He directly put him on the door and smiled at him. "Dare you move?"
Megbi Irina was half-headed, so although she was awkward, she was not completely suppressed in the momentum. She reached out and grabbed her wrist, then grabbed her waist with one hand and turned around gently. Anti-customer, she pressed her on the wall and asked: "Why don't you dare?"
Irina was pressed against the wall by Meg, and her body was almost stuck together. The warm breath was gently sprayed on her face, bringing a strange feeling, and her face suddenly rose.
McGonagall noticed the different kind of Irina, and found that she seemed to be a little floating. She even dared to fight against Irina. If she had a bench, she could die on the spot and quickly released her hand. Going back two steps, I coughed and screamed: "What... Xiaomi, have they slept?"
"Well, I have fallen asleep." Irina nodded.
"Then rest early, I will go to draw a picture," McGonagall said, then turned and walked to the study room. After entering the door, he closed the door.
"Stupid stupid idiot!!!" Irina looked at the closed study door, some annoyed and snorted, snorted and turned into the room.
"Call back my wit." McGonagall sighed at the door and felt relieved. He felt that one second later, he would be headshot on the folding stool.
I brewed a pot of tea for myself. When McGonagall came to the desk, the planning of the factory had not been finished yet. Now I have to write a plan for cooperation with Gloria. It seems that it is a sleepless night tonight.
Fortunately, these things are counted in the heart of McGonagall. It only takes time, and the others are completely without problems.
I bought a computer and drawing tool from the system, and the drawing and typing efficiency was much improved. I should be able to get everything done tonight.
At midnight, McGon went to the bathroom and came out of the study, noting that Gina’s room was hidden, as if it had been opened.
"Hey?" McGonagall was a little surprised. When he just left the house, he clearly closed the door. Could it be said that someone went in?
McGonagall walked to Kina's room and did not make a slight noise. He stood at the door and listened for a while. There was no special movement in the room. Hesitated for a while, and McGonagall gently pushed the room open. door.
The lights in the hallway fell into the room along the open door, and at the end of the light, it just fell on a round thing.
McGonagall was scared, take a closer look, eh? This is not an ugly duckling!
The orange ugly duckling, crouching in front of the fish tank, stared in the direction of the fish tank, and a slight squeak in his throat.
In the fish tank, Gina shrunk in the innermost corner, her eyes closed, and she shivered, seeming to be having a nightmare.
McGonagall looked at this scene and couldn't help but laugh.
Ok, solve the case.
The so-called terrible eyes do exist, but not from the deep sea, but from the ugly ducklings in weight loss dieting.
The hungry, green-eyed eyes are indeed a bit horrified in the darkness.
A fish, stared at by a cat when sleeping, is strange without a nightmare.
"Ugly duckling, don't want to play Gina and her little fish." McGonagall walked into the door, picked up the ugly duckling, looked at Gina, who was still trembling, thought about it, went back to the room and took a player, and ordered The first soothing piano piece was placed next to the fish tank.
The gentle piano sounds and calms Gina's fear.
Meg, who looked at her body and gradually relaxed, left the room.
"喵~" The ugly duckling squatted outside the door, looked at McGonagall, and looked at Gina’s room, and the stomach screamed.
"Let's go, I will give you some food. I won't be able to go to Kina's room again in the future, and scare people into nightmares." McGonagall walked downstairs with some helplessness.
"Meow!"
The ugly duckling excitedly followed McGonagall's footsteps and rushed downstairs, because the speed was too fast, and one foot stepped on the air, and the sly = sleek rolled down the stairs.
"Hey ~" Ugly duckling chin on the ground, looked up at Meg, a little wronged and screamed.
"You should lose weight." McGonagall looked down at the ugly duckling, which almost became a beer, and couldn't help but smile.
Although not very big ugly duckling, and the cat is long, but relative to cats this age, the body is indeed a little too mellow.
McGee entered the kitchen, took a crayfish from the water tank, cooked it directly with water, and then helped him to remove all the shrimp shells. The large bowl of shrimp and yellow shrimp was placed in front of the ugly duckling.
"喵~咕噜咕噜~" The ugly duckling ate while he screamed in his mouth.
McGonagall looked at him, and hunger gradually came in. He thought that he would work in the middle of the night, and he also made a Yangzhou fried rice as a nightingale.
The ugly duckling finished a whole shrimp alone, and rolled up at the foot of McGonagall, revealing the belly, seemingly inviting Meg to touch.
"I have to go to work, I don't have time to play with you." McGonagall ate the last fried rice on the plate, washed the bowl, and continued to paint on the floor.
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Early the next morning, Kina got up and flew downstairs in the first time. She looked at Meg, who was making breakfast in the kitchen. She was excited: "Mr. McGonagall, I dreamt of you last night, that terrible The eyes reappeared, and when I was forced into desperation, you also appeared, and drove away the terrible monster and saved me."
"Amount..." McGonagall looked at Gina, not knowing how to explain the terrible monster is the ugly duckling.
"Don't you be my true prince?" Gina looked at Meg with a deep affection.
"In general, dreams are all counter-products. He may not be your prince, but the monster." Irina didn't know when she appeared behind Gina, smiling.