A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World

The carriage seemed to hit something and stopped abruptly. Mag reached out and held Amy, looking at the direction of the curtain with some alertness, listening to the voice. The driver had been knocked down, I'm afraid the visitor was bad.

"This voice?" Crassus slightly frowned.

Amy was stunned by Mag, but Ugly Duckling, who was lying on the seat, was left unattended. She was dropped from the chair by inertia, and then rolled off the curtain.

"Irina elder sister!"

Amy cried in surprise when she heard the sound, and opened the curtain.

"Irina?" Mag looked towards the curtain.

An Elf in a white dress was standing in front of the carriage, and with two fingers, he lifted Ugly Duckling shiver coldly into a ball, and looked in front of him, exquisite and beautiful face full of curiosity.

The warm sunshine of autumn fell on her, as if covering her with a layer of gold.

Silver's long hair was randomly scattered behind her, and was lifted slightly by the autumn wind, like a fairy who just came from the sky.

Above that eyebrow, a little golden meniscus added even more holiness.

It's like the first snow in winter, the tender tip that just broke the ground, and a drop of dew on the petals of 100 flowers, which suddenly made Mag feel a kind of tremor.

"Is this how it feels?" Mag raised his eyebrows slightly, and Alex's memory didn't fluctuate or affect him in any way. This was the first time this beautiful Elf entered his World.

Like a spring breeze, wrinkled a river of spring water.

"It's fattened into a ball. If it's stewed, there should be a pot, right?" Irina stared at Ugly Duckling for a while, thinking seriously.

Amy quickly shook her head and said with a serious face: "No, I can't stew it now, Irina elder sister, Ugly Duckling will become a daytime goose in the future. I heard Father say that roasted goose is super delicious!"

Irina looked at Ugly Duckling and wondered: "Is this the case? Can this ball grow into a daytime goose? Roasted goose is really delicious?"

"Yeah, yeah, Father said, the little girl selling matches forgot to go home to watch the roast goose, and starved to death outside the roast goose shop. The roast goose must be very, very delicious." Amy nodded. .

Irina looking thoughtful of nodded, "So, let's raise it."

"Uh-huh." Amy took Ugly Duckling from Irina's hand and held it in her arms.

"Meow meow ~" Ugly Duckling winced, and called aggrieved 2 times, why should a young age endure this pressure.

Mag hides his face, no need to question, this must be mother-in-law, even the brain circuit is exactly the same.

"Little Irina, it's really you. I said why this sound sounds so familiar." Crassus smiled and squeezed his eyes at Irina. "Is Brent who was your coward in Caster Tower just dead, right?"

"Yeah, white-bearded old man, long time no see." Irina nodded at Crassus and shook her fist. "The dead fatty, I saw it once and hit it once. Today I came to Luodu and hit him first. Let yourself be happy. "

"I also think that hitting the dead fatty is particularly relieved. This morning, the slap was thrown away, and my body and mind are relaxed." Crassus was deeply nodded, and he was a little puzzled: "How do you know little Amy's?" "

"Little Amy ..." Irina's eye lit up, her name was Amy, her little name was Amy, silver hair and blue eye, was it really just a coincidence?

"This ..." Mag looked at Irina and flashed countless coping methods, but couldn't find a 10000-percent solution.

Amy still misses mother. So what kind of feelings does Irina have for Amy? You can guess without thinking about it, he ca n’t make it and eat it so that they miss it.

Irina looked up at Mag. Zhan's blue eyes seemed to have the light flickering, and he wanted to find the person he thought about day and night from his body.

The man with a 2 character and a 8 character must have a handsome appearance, but it is completely different from Alex's. Even the eyes, which are also black, cannot see the slightest Alex's shadow.

Alex's eye is not like this, and eye is not deceiving, that is the window of spirit.

The only thing that can be considered similar is height, but Alex is more robust.

"Is he Alex? Or is he has completely hidden himself in order to hide his identity?" Irina's mind flashed through countless questions, looking away with some difficulty, and looking at Crassus with ease: "I It ’s out of blows friendship grows with Amy, and just when I hit that fatty, Amy also helped. "

Amy nodded and said happily, "Yes! Crassus Master, you see, I didn't learn from you when I photographed people with my chair. I learned from Irina elder sister."

"But, Irina elder sister, did you stun our driver with your chair?" Amy asked, looking at the driver lying on the ground, and the chippings in that area, a little puzzled.

"This ... I thought he was too bad." Irina glanced at the driver, and some of his sorry little tongues were quite playful.

"We're going to Renhe Gourmet Food Street, but the driver is gone, what should we do now?" Amy said with a moment of sorrow.

Irina's eyes lit up. "Gourmet food street, I want to go too, but now I need someone to catch a car."

Then everyone's eyes fell on Mag's body.

Irina looked at Mag, thinking of the scene when she first met with Alex, and commanded with a stern face: "I'm Elven princess Irina. Now, I order you as my driver to take us to Renhe gourmet food street."

"Although I want to reject such an order, why do I have a pleasant feeling?" Mag's mood suddenly became complicated, and he felt that the words were inexplicably familiar, did he say he was actually a queen? Or is it a masochism?

"No, right! It must not be this way! How could it be an s ... ah!" Mag threw away the strange thoughts in his head, spreading his hands helplessly said: "I am a chef, not a driver."

"Then you don't want to catch a car for me?" Irina looked at Mag's eye.

"How could it be, Father's car is running fast, Irina elder sister, please get in the car." Before Mag talked, Amy had snatched the words and then gently touched El's arm with his elbow, He whispered in his ear: "Father, you don't like little elder sister like this."

"..."

Mag watched Amy open his mouth, but he was speechless.

"Come on, Her Highness the Princess." Mag got up a little helplessly, and looked at Irina.