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

There was a momentary urge, Mag wanted to leave her, and just like that, a family of 3, living a carefree life, seemed to be fine.

Looking at Amy lying in Irina's arms with a smile in her sleep, he suddenly understood the meaning of the phrase 'the family should be neat and tidy'.

He once felt that he could give Amy the most love in the world and let her grow up happily.

But he must admit that motherly love is something he can never give to Amy's, and that she can't be missing.

"I will make the reunion shorter." Mag in the heart secretly determined that there are many things that should be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Irina shook Amy gently, and hummed a gentle song in her mouth. It was a soft Elf song, like a natural chant. Although she couldn't understand it, she still had peace of mind.

"What a wonderful feeling. At that time, the little clown, the ugly Little Brat, had grown up into a beautiful appearance, unearthly, and would still call me mother. Even if I do n’t know who I am, I know that I am close to me. It is really a smart Little What about Brat, how good is it to stay with you all the time? "

Irina hugged Amy for a long time, the song stopped, and her eyes were reluctantly taken away from Amy's face, looking up at Mag, and asking, "When will you come to pick me up?"

Mag looked at Irina's clear eyes, pondered for a while, and firmly said, "One year."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you for a year. If you can't come to pick me up in a year, then I'll pick you up." Irina nodded, handed Amy to Mag, leaned over and kissed her eyes, looking at Mag's Eye looked at it for a while, then suddenly tiptoed and kissed his cheek.

"Mag, you remember, you are my Irina man!"

A pale-gold Transmission Array lights up, Irina disappears at the same time as the night, leaving only the aggressive Mag with hugs of sleeping Amy in the room, and the same aggressive Ugly Duckling lying on the ground.

It took a while before Mag came and touched his cheek, blinked his eyes, and was still a little bit confused. When those soft lips were printed on his face, his brain was almost blank.

"Although there is no word of threat, this sentence has overcome countless threats." Mag is slightly sighed, Irina's man is not good enough, and from today he must have to bear this pressure.

One year's appointment, this is Mag's promise to Irina, and also to Amy's.

Mag doesn't want to drag their mother and daughter to each other for too long. The next thing he needs to do is to make every effort to give himself the ability to go to the Forest of wind to pick up Irina.

After all, he didn't want to be picked up by Irina after a year in the Forest of wind.

Eating soft rice is technical work, but Mag doesn't want to be flattened by Amy. He has to drive 7 Caiyun to the Forest of Wind to pick up Irina.

Looking at Amy in her arms, Mag's eyes were gradually gentle, as long as she could make her happy, whatever he asked him to do.

"This is it?" Mag's gaze fell on a small green string that suddenly appeared on Amy's wrist, and a green bean-sized green bead was tied to the rope, and it was like a seed, translucent Looks like a faint green light.

This pearl should be left by Irina. The green light Mag is very familiar. It was exactly when I rescued him today that the light green rays of light emitted from Irina's hands were full of life strength.

"Although I don't know what it is, it must be a precious thing." Mag pulled Amy's sleeve down a bit to cover the pearl, wrapped Amy in his own clothes, then squatted down and put Ugly on the ground. Duckling froze and pushed the door out.

The rainstorm has been much smaller, but the crash-bang rain is still intense.

"Are you going to Grandmaster Mag? I'll give you an umbrella." The steward who had fallen asleep by the railing heard the voice eyes opened and saw Mag rushing forward, squinting with a smile.

"Then there will be labor." Mag smiled nodded, such a best-not-witness testimony can't be missed, and he really couldn't spare his hand to hold an umbrella.

Out of the small courtyard of the kitchen, just a short walk away, a loud noise came from not far away, which was also mixed with Jones' scolding and the sound of smashing things.

"this is?"

Mag asked in confusion.

"Maybe someone has done something wrong." The manager glanced in that direction and shrank his head, secretly rejoicing that he was assigned a relaxing job today, but he did not dare to say more.

Mag slightly nodded, and didn't ask much, but it was a pity that he couldn't kill Jones with a sword just now.

In the room, Mag put Amy on the bed carefully, watching Little Brat's cute face with a smile, but couldn't help but lean over and kiss her forehead.

"Alex is here, and Luodu should be messed up." Mag looked at the chrysanthemums waving in the rain outside the window, gently said with a smile.

"Go! Get out of me all!"

Body wet and covered with loose hair, Jones kicked the servant kneeling on the floor holding a hot towel, hissing slightly.

The contents of the house were knocked over, and the precious porcelain bottle and jade stone were shattered into pieces, which looked messy in the eyes.

A dozen servants kneeling on the ground such as the amnesty, hurriedly got up and walked towards the door, as if out of this room, there were gates of hell. Only Jones was left in the closed room.

Jones staggered to the table, sitting on the chair with his hands holding the table a bit distracted, his eyes a little hollow.

Just then, a blue rays of light lit up in the room, Richard stepped out of the Transmission Array, and looked at Jones, who was sitting there like a soul pumping, with a slightly slightly wrinkle in his voice, his voice softened: "His Royal Highness, Alex appears again, and his strength is restored. If he makes things public 3 years ago, we will be under tremendous pressure and we need to do some preparations."

Jones heard the sound, and it was a little overwhelming. He looked at Richard, his lips trembled, and his face paled: "He wanted to kill me, and the sword passed my neck, and I almost died."

Richard glanced at the scar on Jones' neck, his expression was also slightly faint, and his expression was serious: "His Royal Highness, we will protect you."

"No, no one can protect me under his sword." Jones grabbed his hair with both hands, shook his head in pain, suddenly stopped, his eyes glowed with dangerous light in loose hair, and his voice was somewhat hoarsely said: "Unless he dies first!"

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