Chapter 786: You remember, you are the man of my Irina!

Chapter 788 You remember, you are the man of my Irina! (page 1/1)
With such an impulsive impulse, McGonagall wanted to leave her. In this way, a family of three, living a carefree life, seems to be quite good.
Looking at Amy, who was lying in Irina's arms and with a smile in her sleep, he suddenly understood the meaning of the so-called ‘the family should be neat.’
Once he felt that he could give Amy the most love in the world and let her grow up happily.
But he must admit that maternal love is that he can never give Amy, and she can't be missing.
"I will make the reunion time shorter." McGonagall made up his mind in the heart, and there are many things that should be put on the agenda as soon as possible.
Irina shook Amy gently, and her mouth sang a gentle song. It was a soft, elf-song song, like a natural sing. Although I couldn’t understand it, I still got my heart. peaceful.
"What a wonderful feeling, the little ugly little guy of the little clown has grown into a beautiful appearance, strange and strange, and will call my mother. Even if I don't know who I am, I know that I am close to me. It is really smart. The little guy, how good it would be to stay with you..."
Irina took Amy for a long time, the song stopped, her eyes were full of reluctance to withdraw from Amy's little face, looked up at Meg, and asked: "When will you pick me up?"
McGon looked at Irina's clear eyes and thought for a while, firmly saying: "One year."
"Well, then I will wait for you for a year. If you can't pick me up after a year, then I will pick you up." Irina nodded and handed Amy to Meg, leaning over and kissing her eyes. Looking at McGonagall’s eyes for a moment, suddenly tiptoe and kissed his cheek.
"Meg, you remember, you are the man of my Irina!"
A pale gold transmission array lit up, Irina disappeared with the night, leaving only the sleeping Amy with a slap in the face, and the ugly duckling on the ground.
After a while, McGonagall returned to his hand and touched his cheek. He blinked his eyes, still a little wrong. When his soft lips were printed on his face, his brain was almost blank.
"Although there is no such thing as a threat, this sentence has already surpassed countless threats." McGonagall sighed a little, and Irina’s man was not good. He must bear this pressure from today.
One year's appointment, this is McGon's commitment to Irina, and also a commitment to Amy.
McGonagall didn't want to delay the time of recognizing their mother and daughter for too long. The next thing he had to do was to use all his strength to get Irina back in the forest of the wind in this year. ability.
After all, he didn't want to be taken back to the forest of winds by Irina one year later.
Eating soft rice is a technical job, but McGonagall doesn't want to be blinded by Amy. It must be that he drives Irina back in the forest of colorful clouds.
Looking at Amy in her arms, McGonagall's eyes are getting gentle, as long as she can make her happy, no matter what he wants to do.
"Is this?" Meg's gaze fell on a small green string that suddenly appeared on Amy's wrist. On the rope was a green bean-sized green bead, which was like a seed, half. The transparent appearance gives off a touch of green light.
This bead should be left by Irina. This green light Meg is very familiar. It is the light green light that Irina’s hand radiates when I save him today. It is full of vitality.
"Although I don't know what it is, it must be a precious thing." McGonagall pulled Amy's sleeve down a bit, just covered the bead, wrapped Amy in his own clothes, and then squatted and returned. The ugly duckling lying on the ground smashed and pushed the door out.
The rainstorm has been much smaller, but the rain is still violent.
"Do you want to go back to Master McGonagall? I will give you an umbrella." The management that had fallen asleep by the railings heard the sound and opened his eyes. He saw that Meg was rushing to meet and smiled.
"Then there is work." Meg smiled and nodded. This kind of best absentee card can not be missed naturally, and he really can't make an umbrella.
Out of the small courtyard of the kitchen, just a short walk away, a noisy voice came from not far away, which was also mixed with some of Joe’s screaming and snoring.
"this is?"
McGonagall asked with some doubts.
"Maybe there are people who have done something wrong." The manager looked at the direction and shrank his head. He was glad that he had a relaxed life today, but he did not dare to say more.
McGonagall nodded slightly, but he didn't ask much. It was a pity that he had just been unable to kill Qiao Xiu with a sword.
Back in the room, McGonagall put Amy carefully on the bed, watching the little guy with a smile and a cute face, could not help but lean over and kiss her forehead.
"Alex is back, this Luo should also be chaotic." McGonagall looked at the chrysanthemums in the rain outside the window, chuckled.
......
"Roll! Get them all out!"
Husband, who was covered in wet hair, smashed his servant, who was on the ground with a hot towel, and shouted in exaggeration.
The things in the house were knocked over, and the precious porcelain bottles and jade fell into pieces, and they were all in a mess.
A dozen servants lying on the ground, such as Meng Dazhen, hurriedly got up and walked toward the door, as if the room had gone out of the door, and the room that closed the door soon left only Qiao Xiu.
Joe Xiu's walked to the table, holding the table with his hands and sitting on the chair with some sorrows, his eyes were a little hollow.
At this moment, a blue light illuminates in the room, and Richard walked out of the transmission array and looked at Qiao Xiu, who was sitting there with a soul, his brows wrinkled and his voice was dull. Dao: "His Royal Highness, Alex reappears, and the strength is restored. If he publicizes things three years ago, we will have to bear tremendous pressure. We need to make some preparations."
When Joe Xiu heard the sound, this was a little bit of a return. Looking at Richard, his lips trembled and his face turned white: "He... he wants to kill me, the sword crosses my neck, I Almost died..."
Richard glanced at the scar on the neck of Joe's neck. His look was also slight and he looked seriously: "Your Highness, we will protect you."
"No, no one can protect me under his sword." Joe repaired his hands in his arms, his head shook his head in pain, suddenly stopped, his eyes were in dangerous light, his voice was a little dumb. : "Unless, he will die first!"
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