Chapter 1806: Is this the feeling of love?

After all, McGonagall returned to the study, lying on the slightly hard floor, thinking for a while, and then got up to lock the door again. Then he closed his eyes with ease and entered the kitchen trial.
There are a lot of recipes to learn tonight, and he has to hurry up and not affect the restaurant's opening the next morning.
As a professional boss, I have been a guest for two days and must reopen tomorrow, otherwise I am sorry for my cash box.
Of course, there is another important reason. He has to make a loud reputation as soon as possible so that he can do follow-up promotion.
With a flash of white light in the thinking of McGonagall, McGonagall has stepped into the kitchen trial.
But what appeared was not the familiar kitchen, but a giant octopus monster, the familiar tentacles, the familiar eyeballs, the familiar growl ...
And he only has a fat fish in his hand.
"My Nima ..."
Before waiting for McGonagall, the octopus monster had already flung up.
...
"Who is it?" Irina twisted the doorknob at the door, stood still, looked at the closed door, stomped a little in shame, and turned back to the master bedroom.
...
That night, McGonagall had a powerful immune effect on all tentacles and dense objects. He even felt that his mental strength was strengthened during the thunderstorm, and he was further sublimated.
Therefore, he has some new understanding of the so-called cooking gods of the system.
"System, I'm Nima!"
When McGonagall opened his eyes, he couldn't help scolding in his heart.
"Host, I'm sharpening your will ..." The system was somewhat aggrieved.
"Then I still want to hit Nima!"
"?????"
The system slowly issued three question marks.
Convex
McGonagall raised his and got up.
Although exhausted by the tentacles in the Kitchen God Proving Ground, when he opened his eyes, he felt comfortable, as if he had just fallen asleep.
Glancing at the alarm clock on the desk, it was exactly six o'clock in the morning.
"It's time for breakfast." McGonagall changed his chef's clothes. After washing, he went downstairs and boiled a large pot of porridge. Today, he started to provide breakfast for the cleaners, and then started preparing breakfast for Irina.
She will not eat with everyone from today, so Meg needs to prepare a loving breakfast for her in the morning so she can eat first.
As for how to solve lunch and dinner, he is still unclear about Irina's arrangements.
The steak was fried in the pan, and the cauliflower was thrown into the boiling water and cooked. This was the breakfast Irina asked for last night.
"Looks like I slept well last night?" Irina went downstairs, leaning on the door frame, and looked at the busy McGonagall in the kitchen with a grin in her smile.
"Well, it's okay." McGonagall nodded, unaware of the abnormality in her look.
"Hum." Irina snorted softly.
McGonagall turned back in doubt, looking at Irina with a bit of grievance between her brows, "Did you sleep well last night?"
"No, I slept soundly." Irina turned her face, revealing her dignified appearance. She couldn't say that she had trouble sleeping last night, but she was too shy.
"Just a moment, the steak will be ready soon. Do you need a cup of hot milk?" McGonagall smiled.
"Okay." Irina nodded, and didn't leave, but stood at the door and continued to watch McGondon's steak, hot milk.
It may be difficult for outsiders to imagine that the man who attracted Tian Lei to split the devil even got up early to make breakfast for her. This kind and gentle appearance made her feel warm.
After a while, McGonagall came out with the steak and hot milk.
The steak with a wonderful meat flavor has been cut to just the right size for the mouth, but it still looks like a whole piece on the plate. A few emerald broccoli and half-cut tomatoes are garnished next to the plate and the milk next to It also emits hot air, which is just the temperature of the inlet.
"Please have a meal." McGonagall smiled and opened the chair for Irina.
"Thank you." Irina tiptoed and kissed his lips, then sat down on the chair, her cheeks rose quickly, but she calmly picked up her fork to eat elegantly.
McGonagall licked his lips and looked at Irina who bowed her head slightly for a meal, reminiscing about the light electric kiss just now, the corner of her mouth evoking a slight arc.
What a wonderful feeling, is this the feeling of love? Even a gentle kiss can make people feel happy.
"I'm leaving." Irina finished eating the steak, took up the milk and drank it. When she got up, she stretched out her pink tongue and licked the milk in the corner of her mouth.
"Is there a lunch for you?" McGonagall, who was busy in the kitchen, came out.
"No, I will arrange it myself." Irina smiled mysteriously.
McGonagall didn't know why, but didn't ask much, just took a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth without licking clean milk.
"Shouldn't you help me lick it off at this time?" Irina asked with a smile on his face close at hand.
McGonig's hand holding the tissue was stiff, and she looked at the corners of her clean mouth, and suddenly felt that she had really become a gentleman.
"Fun to play with you." Irina smiled sweetly, turned and walked towards the door, a flash of gold under her feet, and the person had disappeared into the restaurant.
"It's ... it's kind of fun ..." McGonagall couldn't help laughing, and he didn't expect that he would be driven by a woman's rhythm, let alone ... it's kind of fun, a completely different experience.
Soon after Irina left, Felice first came to the restaurant.
"Boss, Your Royal Highness didn't really come to the restaurant to sleep last night?" Felice looked at McGonagall nervously.
"Yes." McGonagall nodded, a little apologetically. Since Irina didn't confess to Felice, he naturally couldn't open the mouth.
"Well, it seems that she really left with Lord Alex." Felice was a little stunned, but Her Royal Highness didn't say a word to her ... just left, she didn't know where to go in the future Looking for her, how can I serve her?
"She may still be in a chaotic city, after all, you are still here." McGonagall said with a smile. The night elf's stall has just begun. Irina cannot leave it like this. After all, the forest of wind is still watching.
"That's right!" Felice's eyes lit up. "Then I'll finish my work and go back to see if she's back."
Camilla and others also came one after another.
Connie is here too, here to say goodbye to everyone.
After all, she is now the chief of the Fak tribe. Even if she is salty, she still has to go back to the town.
However, Oster was severed by the octopus monster, and his strength was greatly damaged. Most of the time, he would survive for a while after returning, which saved Connie a lot of trouble.
"Don't grieve your friends, it will be the peace conference of all ethnic groups in seven days, and this chief will return again." Connie waved at the crowd, holding the meat clip prepared by McGonagall, and walking away.