Chapter 782: I have not raised your duck.

The ice cream cake on the table only took a corner. The corner of the knife cut just showed the layering of the cake perfectly. The pink ice cream, the creamy yellow cake, the exquisite craftsmanship, the air is scattered in the air. The intoxicating aroma of the people, all of which made Irina’s eyes light up.
"..." McGonagall was speechless. Irina was just worried about Amy in the cave. She didn't expect to go to the kitchen, but was attracted by the ice cream cake. Is Amy's food property also genetic? ?
"No, I am waiting for my father to come back to eat together." Amy shook her head, then looked up and down at McGonagall and Irina. Some doubts: "Father, you said that there are important things to go out, but Come back with sister Irina, it seems that something more important than eating cake with Xiaomi is to change a cool dress and bring Irina sister to eat ice cream cake together?"
"This..." McGonagall looked at Amy, thinking about how to explain it to Amy. After all, it was not good to leave her to save Irina, but she could not let her feel that she did not value her. .
"Oh! I understand, it doesn't matter." Amy didn't wait for Meg to talk, Amy suddenly thought of something, his face was a little bit of a look through everything, and his face shook his head.
"What do you understand?" McGonagall looked at Amy's expression. He didn't know what he was thinking about in his small head, but he didn't know how to explain it.
Irina is her mother, and now it is obviously not a good time to tell her.
There are many people in the world who want to kill him, and he has not yet been able to protect Amy and Irina.
Three years ago, they dared to kill Alex in Luodu. Three years later, they dared to kill Irina in the same place.
Once his identity is exposed, let those people know that he is in a city of chaos, and that strength has not recovered.
Those who are bound to smell the wolf, swarming, at that time, neither he nor Irina can guarantee Amy's safety.
Since it is impossible to recognize the ambiguity, McGonagall is willing to postpone recognition.
Instead of letting her know who her mother is, she can't meet in the forest of the wind. Meg is willing to let Amy temporarily worry about the moon.
When he has the ability to protect them, tell her who her mother is.
He had already said this to Irina in the cave. She hesitated for a while and agreed with McGonagall.
"If he said that bringing me back is an important thing, it is normal, if he brought back other women..." Irina's smile looked dangerously at McGonagall.
McGonagall felt a cold neck, some unnaturally shrinking his neck, looking at the magic that turned into a side, and smiled and said: "Amy, let's take this illusion first."
"Well!"
Amy nodded slyly, and with a small hand, the illusion that stood on the side disappeared.
"喵~"
At this moment, a weak cry rang from Irina's wide sleeves, a small black head came out, and the green eyes looked carefully around, and the look of life seemed pitiful.
I was still looking sad and looked at the ugly duckling who was smashed by McGonagall’s ice cream cake. He suddenly looked up and saw the black cat, bowed his back and smashed his orange hair. As if entering the battle state, it will be saved at any time.
This should be the first time it saw a cat, and the reaction was more exaggerated than seeing the dragon.
"Meow!"
The black cat was shocked and his head shrank back.
"An ugly duckling?"
Amy Man was curiously looking at the black cat in the hand of Irina. She looked at it for a while and shook her head. "No, it looks better than the ugly duck. It should be a black kitten. Not an ugly duckling."
"喵喵~"
Some of the ugly ducklings yelled at Amy and made two noises. Is it so ugly? Obviously, it looks better than the dark guy!
"It doesn't matter, you are the ugliest." Amy squatted down and gently touched the head of the ugly duckling, comforting.
"Meow"
The ugly duckling deflatedly bowed his head.
The black cat carefully looked out of his head and looked at the ugly duckling with curiosity.
Irina put the black cat in front of her neck and looked at it for a moment. She nodded and said, "You grow so dark, you call it 'night'. If someone asks you why it is so dark, you can Tell others because you call the night."
"Is this a joke?" McGonagall raised his eyebrows.
"Wow, this name is so cool!" Amy’s eyes lit up all of a sudden, thinking about it, and excitedly asked: "Would we still have to buy another white cat, give Is it named 'daytime'?"
"This name is also good." Irina nodded in deep approval, looking at the night, and shook her head slightly: "But the white cat will talk about it later."
"Don't know the black of the night during the day?"
McGonagall licked his eyebrows, the brains of the mother and the daughter... It was synchronised.
"Go to the ground, if you can't even beat the fat orange, don't say it is my cat when I go out." Irina put the black cat on the ground and said it seriously.
As soon as the night falls, the subconsciously shrinks to Irina's feet. The eyes of the emerald are full of curiosity looking at the ugly duckling. When I heard the words of Irina, I tried to brave the courage and yelled at the ugly duckling.
Night is just a kitten, but it should be a lot bigger than the ugly duckling, at least three or four months old little female cat, but because of malnutrition, it looks very thin, compared with the fat ugly duckling, The head is actually not much different.
The ugly duckling brush was shrunk to the back of Amy, and looked nervously at night. It seemed a bit embarrassing.
"Ugly duckling, your courage is so small, if you are like this, don't say that I will raise the ducks in the future." Amy whispered her mouth and looked at the ugly duckling.
"喵喵~"
The ugly duckling looked at Amy with some grievances, and some reluctantly came out from behind her.
"Meow!"
The night yelled at the ugly duckling and tried to take a step forward.
"Meow meow"
The ugly duckling looked up and looked at Amy. He didn't dare to go back. He could watch the night, but he didn't dare to go forward. He panicked in his heart. A cockroach lay down on the ground, rolled up and down, and shook the little tail to the night.
"It’s a shame, I haven’t raised your duck.

Amy licked her face and said with a look of disgust.