Chapter 1219: Good morning, my father is big...
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Camilla, who was sweating, was soft on the bed, her eyes were still shining with tears, her face was red, and her eyes looked at McGonagall. She only felt that her strength had been drained.
Unexpectedly, this guy actually used such a perverted way to tickle!
"Very good." McGonagall reached out to help Camilla unravel the rope around her head, tilting the orchid and pinching the ball out of her mouth. "Now you can swear."
"I, Camilla Bartoli, swears by the vampire ancestor, from today, to surrender to Meg, for a year, never rebellious, never resist." Camilla bit his teeth and said, his mouth moved. Move, grievances want to cry.
"Remember your vows, start today, work hard, don't harass me again, I am already a daughter." Maggie nodded with satisfaction, helped Camilla turn over and untie her. The hands were rubbed and then the collar around her neck was removed.
"Now, you can go." McGonagall stepped back and looked at Camilla, who was lying on the bed.
As a normal man, in the face of such a mature imperial sister who can't move and can't resist, it seems that she should do something.
But he is such an unusually beautiful man, who is in danger, not a gentleman.
Although this danger is caused by him.
On the border of the distant wind forest, there is a woman who is desperate for the future and freedom of the elves, how can he plant grass on her head.
That is the existence of a ten-level powerhouse that can fly on a bench!
Toss this, McGonagall has already passed the stage of being controlled by the lower body.
Therefore, he looked at Camilla, who was still in the bed, and could not help but urge: "Why don't you leave?"
"Can't move..." Camilla's resentment sounded, although the magic had recovered after the collar was released, but there was no strength in the whole body, even if she wanted to leave the place that made her shame immediately, the body did not allow her. Do this.
"Where is your home?" McGonagall frowned.
"Endless waters."
McGon thought about it, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with this.
"Then I can't get you home, go to sleep here tonight, get up and go straight to work tomorrow." McGonagall said.
"I... I will never sleep in the same bed with you." Camilla's eyes widened, is this guy repenting!
"I still don't want to sleep with a sweaty person." McGonagall rolled his eyes.
Camilla sighed, although the sweat on her body made her a little uncomfortable, but the bed underneath was so comfortable, it felt like the whole person had to get stuck, soft, super warm, if this evening I can sleep here for one night, it seems to be...
"You sleep on the ground." McGonagall put the quilt on the bed to the ground, laid a floor on the bedside, and then directly picked up a misplaced Camilla and put it on the ground, and pulled the quilt over her body. Nodded with satisfaction, "It's good."
"You... you can't find a girlfriend like this..." Camilla resentfully said that this guy actually let her sleep on the ground, and he slept on the bed himself.
"Oh, I am a daughter." McGonagall smiled. "And, the girls who line up every day wanting to be my girlfriend can add up around the chaotic city."
Camilla stunned, and McGonagall’s really is not bragging...
"It’s a headache." Meg looked at the wet sheets and sighed. He could only change the set of sheets and quilt cover. By the way, the three all-round stones were collected. Camilla, who was wrapped in a scorpion, smiled and said, "Good night." Then he slammed the light.
Soon, McGonagall’s steady breathing came.
Originally nervous, Camilla listened to McGonagall's steady breathing and was relieved. It seems that McGonagall had no other intentions for her, but soon it was a little annoyed to think: "Why! This guy turned out to be Don't feel anything to me? Am I really not a charming woman?"
Although there was a mess of thoughts in his head, and he slept in a man's room and covered his quilt, the feeling of fatigue rushed in, so that Camilla quickly entered sleep.
As soon as McGonagall closed his eyes, he directly pushed the kitchen **** trial field.
If Camilla doesn't want her ancestor's coffin board to be unstable, she shouldn't try to hurt him.
Because of Camilla's sudden night attack, McGonagall has been wasting a lot of time. In order to prevent the next day from waking up, he has not been able to come out from the kitchen test site, so he must enter as soon as possible.
As soon as I entered the kitchen, a strong spicy taste was already coming. On the seasoning rack, there was already a bit more open seasoning, and before cooking, I began to feel crazy.
It is not an easy task to cook hot pot bottoms, especially a pot of spicy and spicy soup pot. There are more than ten kinds of spices and seasonings. It requires precise ingredients and skillful cooking techniques to make a pot. A red soup pot that people can't stop after eating.
The soup pot, the most important thing is that one pot of soup.
This soup is not clear water, it must be a beef soup that has been simmered for more than ten hours. The soup tastes rich and mellow.
The large piece of butter is slowly opened in the pot. Pour the chopped bean paste into the pot, knead it into a pot of red sauce with red sauce, sprinkle with a pepper, and the spicy scent naturally blooms. Beef soup, then add red pepper, **** and other spices and seasonings, and slowly make a pot of red soup.
As for the clear soup pot, it is much simpler. The soup is nourishing, but it is not the same as the water. It also needs a pot of bone soup to release the taste of the ingredients.
The steps were played back in the heart several times, and McGonagall began to cook the soup pot.
"The soup is faint, fail!"
"Prickly peppers stir two seconds, failed!"
"Spicyness is too low, failure!"
"failure……"
As a cold-blooded killer, McGonagall calmly accepts the failure of the system, and then pours a pot of red soup into the lagoon.
If you don't spend money, you really don't feel bad.
......
Early the next morning, when the alarm clock rang, McGonagall opened his eyes almost at the same time.
At the same time, Kamila was opened.
She had a very strange dream. She dreamed that she had been caught by McGonagall, imprisoned with strange equipment, and then scratched him with a feather.
Then he saw a hand stretched over his head and grabbed a strange, screaming thing and pressed it hard.
The 叮 ringing moment stopped, and then her gaze was on the face that Meg had found out of bed.
"what!!!"
Camilla gave an exclamation, it was not a dream!
"Good morning, my father is big..." Just then, the door of the room was pushed open and Amy jumped in happily.
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Camilla, who was sweating, was soft on the bed, her eyes were still shining with tears, her face was red, and her eyes looked at McGonagall. She only felt that her strength had been drained.
Unexpectedly, this guy actually used such a perverted way to tickle!
"Very good." McGonagall reached out to help Camilla unravel the rope around her head, tilting the orchid and pinching the ball out of her mouth. "Now you can swear."
"I, Camilla Bartoli, swears by the vampire ancestor, from today, to surrender to Meg, for a year, never rebellious, never resist." Camilla bit his teeth and said, his mouth moved. Move, grievances want to cry.
"Remember your vows, start today, work hard, don't harass me again, I am already a daughter." Maggie nodded with satisfaction, helped Camilla turn over and untie her. The hands were rubbed and then the collar around her neck was removed.
"Now, you can go." McGonagall stepped back and looked at Camilla, who was lying on the bed.
As a normal man, in the face of such a mature imperial sister who can't move and can't resist, it seems that she should do something.
But he is such an unusually beautiful man, who is in danger, not a gentleman.
Although this danger is caused by him.
On the border of the distant wind forest, there is a woman who is desperate for the future and freedom of the elves, how can he plant grass on her head.
That is the existence of a ten-level powerhouse that can fly on a bench!
Toss this, McGonagall has already passed the stage of being controlled by the lower body.
Therefore, he looked at Camilla, who was still in the bed, and could not help but urge: "Why don't you leave?"
"Can't move..." Camilla's resentment sounded, although the magic had recovered after the collar was released, but there was no strength in the whole body, even if she wanted to leave the place that made her shame immediately, the body did not allow her. Do this.
"Where is your home?" McGonagall frowned.
"Endless waters."
McGon thought about it, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with this.
"Then I can't get you home, go to sleep here tonight, get up and go straight to work tomorrow." McGonagall said.
"I... I will never sleep in the same bed with you." Camilla's eyes widened, is this guy repenting!
"I still don't want to sleep with a sweaty person." McGonagall rolled his eyes.
Camilla sighed, although the sweat on her body made her a little uncomfortable, but the bed underneath was so comfortable, it felt like the whole person had to get stuck, soft, super warm, if this evening I can sleep here for one night, it seems to be...
"You sleep on the ground." McGonagall put the quilt on the bed to the ground, laid a floor on the bedside, and then directly picked up a misplaced Camilla and put it on the ground, and pulled the quilt over her body. Nodded with satisfaction, "It's good."
"You... you can't find a girlfriend like this..." Camilla resentfully said that this guy actually let her sleep on the ground, and he slept on the bed himself.
"Oh, I am a daughter." McGonagall smiled. "And, the girls who line up every day wanting to be my girlfriend can add up around the chaotic city."
Camilla stunned, and McGonagall’s really is not bragging...
"It’s a headache." Meg looked at the wet sheets and sighed. He could only change the set of sheets and quilt cover. By the way, the three all-round stones were collected. Camilla, who was wrapped in a scorpion, smiled and said, "Good night." Then he slammed the light.
Soon, McGonagall’s steady breathing came.
Originally nervous, Camilla listened to McGonagall's steady breathing and was relieved. It seems that McGonagall had no other intentions for her, but soon it was a little annoyed to think: "Why! This guy turned out to be Don't feel anything to me? Am I really not a charming woman?"
Although there was a mess of thoughts in his head, and he slept in a man's room and covered his quilt, the feeling of fatigue rushed in, so that Camilla quickly entered sleep.
As soon as McGonagall closed his eyes, he directly pushed the kitchen **** trial field.
If Camilla doesn't want her ancestor's coffin board to be unstable, she shouldn't try to hurt him.
Because of Camilla's sudden night attack, McGonagall has been wasting a lot of time. In order to prevent the next day from waking up, he has not been able to come out from the kitchen test site, so he must enter as soon as possible.
As soon as I entered the kitchen, a strong spicy taste was already coming. On the seasoning rack, there was already a bit more open seasoning, and before cooking, I began to feel crazy.
It is not an easy task to cook hot pot bottoms, especially a pot of spicy and spicy soup pot. There are more than ten kinds of spices and seasonings. It requires precise ingredients and skillful cooking techniques to make a pot. A red soup pot that people can't stop after eating.
The soup pot, the most important thing is that one pot of soup.
This soup is not clear water, it must be a beef soup that has been simmered for more than ten hours. The soup tastes rich and mellow.
The large piece of butter is slowly opened in the pot. Pour the chopped bean paste into the pot, knead it into a pot of red sauce with red sauce, sprinkle with a pepper, and the spicy scent naturally blooms. Beef soup, then add red pepper, **** and other spices and seasonings, and slowly make a pot of red soup.
As for the clear soup pot, it is much simpler. The soup is nourishing, but it is not the same as the water. It also needs a pot of bone soup to release the taste of the ingredients.
The steps were played back in the heart several times, and McGonagall began to cook the soup pot.
"The soup is faint, fail!"
"Prickly peppers stir two seconds, failed!"
"Spicyness is too low, failure!"
"failure……"
As a cold-blooded killer, McGonagall calmly accepts the failure of the system, and then pours a pot of red soup into the lagoon.
If you don't spend money, you really don't feel bad.
......
Early the next morning, when the alarm clock rang, McGonagall opened his eyes almost at the same time.
At the same time, Kamila was opened.
She had a very strange dream. She dreamed that she had been caught by McGonagall, imprisoned with strange equipment, and then scratched him with a feather.
Then he saw a hand stretched over his head and grabbed a strange, screaming thing and pressed it hard.
The 叮 ringing moment stopped, and then her gaze was on the face that Meg had found out of bed.
"what!!!"
Camilla gave an exclamation, it was not a dream!
"Good morning, my father is big..." Just then, the door of the room was pushed open and Amy jumped in happily.
Camilla, who was sweating, was soft on the bed, her eyes were still shining with tears, her face was red, and her eyes looked at McGonagall. She only felt that her strength had been drained.Unexpectedly, this guy actually used such a perverted way to tickle!"Very good." McGonagall reached out to help Camilla unravel the rope around her head, tilting the orchid and pinching the ball out of her mouth. "Now you can swear.""I, Camilla Bartoli, swears by the vampire ancestor, from today, to surrender to Meg, for a year, never rebellious, never resist." Camilla bit his teeth and said, his mouth moved. Move, grievances want to cry."Remember your vows, start today, work hard, don't harass me again, I am already a daughter." Maggie nodded with satisfaction, helped Camilla turn over and untie her. The hands were rubbed and then the collar around her neck was removed."Now, you can go." McGonagall stepped back and looked at Camilla, who was lying on the bed.As a normal man, in the face of such a mature imperial sister who can't move and can't resist, it seems that she should do something.But he is such an unusually beautiful man, who is in danger, not a gentleman.Although this danger is caused by him.On the border of the distant wind forest, there is a woman who is desperate for the future and freedom of the elves, how can he plant grass on her head.That is the existence of a ten-level powerhouse that can fly on a bench!Toss this, McGonagall has already passed the stage of being controlled by the lower body.Therefore, he looked at Camilla, who was still in the bed, and could not help but urge: "Why don't you leave?""Can't move..." Camilla's resentment sounded, although the magic had recovered after the collar was released, but there was no strength in the whole body, even if she wanted to leave the place that made her shame immediately, the body did not allow her. Do this."Where is your home?" McGonagall frowned."Endless waters."McGon thought about it, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with this."Then I can't get you home, go to sleep here tonight, get up and go straight to work tomorrow." McGonagall said."I... I will never sleep in the same bed with you." Camilla's eyes widened, is this guy repenting!"I still don't want to sleep with a sweaty person." McGonagall rolled his eyes.Camilla sighed, although the sweat on her body made her a little uncomfortable, but the bed underneath was so comfortable, it felt like the whole person had to get stuck, soft, super warm, if this evening I can sleep here for one night, it seems to be..."You sleep on the ground." McGonagall put the quilt on the bed to the ground, laid a floor on the bedside, and then directly picked up a misplaced Camilla and put it on the ground, and pulled the quilt over her body. Nodded with satisfaction, "It's good.""You... you can't find a girlfriend like this..." Camilla resentfully said that this guy actually let her sleep on the ground, and he slept on the bed himself."Oh, I am a daughter." McGonagall smiled. "And, the girls who line up every day wanting to be my girlfriend can add up around the chaotic city."Camilla stunned, and McGonagall's really is not bragging..."It's a headache." Meg looked at the wet sheets and sighed. He could only change the set of sheets and quilt cover. By the way, the three all-round stones were collected. Camilla, who was wrapped in a scorpion, smiled and said, "Good night." Then he slammed the light.Soon, McGonagall's steady breathing came.Originally nervous, Camilla listened to McGonagall's steady breathing and was relieved. It seems that McGonagall had no other intentions for her, but soon it was a little annoyed to think: "Why! This guy turned out to be Don't feel anything to me? Am I really not a charming woman?"Although there was a mess of thoughts in his head, and he slept in a man's room and covered his quilt, the feeling of fatigue rushed in, so that Camilla quickly entered sleep.As soon as McGonagall closed his eyes, he directly pushed the kitchen **** trial field.If Camilla doesn't want her ancestor's coffin board to be unstable, she shouldn't try to hurt him.Because of Camilla's sudden night attack, McGonagall has been wasting a lot of time. In order to prevent the next day from waking up, he has not been able to come out from the kitchen test site, so he must enter as soon as possible.As soon as I entered the kitchen, a strong spicy taste was already coming. On the seasoning rack, there was already a bit more open seasoning, and before cooking, I began to feel crazy.It is not an easy task to cook hot pot bottoms, especially a pot of spicy and spicy soup pot. There are more than ten kinds of spices and seasonings. It requires precise ingredients and skillful cooking techniques to make a pot. A red soup pot that people can't stop after eating.The soup pot, the most important thing is that one pot of soup.This soup is not clear water, it must be a beef soup that has been simmered for more than ten hours. The soup tastes rich and mellow.The large piece of butter is slowly opened in the pot. Pour the chopped bean paste into the pot, knead it into a pot of red sauce with red sauce, sprinkle with a pepper, and the spicy scent naturally blooms. Beef soup, then add red pepper, **** and other spices and seasonings, and slowly make a pot of red soup.As for the clear soup pot, it is much simpler. The soup is nourishing, but it is not the same as the water. It also needs a pot of bone soup to release the taste of the ingredients.The steps were played back in the heart several times, and McGonagall began to cook the soup pot."The soup is faint, fail!""Prickly peppers stir two seconds, failed!""Spicyness is too low, failure!""failure"As a cold-blooded killer, McGonagall calmly accepts the failure of the system, and then pours a pot of red soup into the lagoon.If you don't spend money, you really don't feel bad.......Early the next morning, when the alarm clock rang, McGonagall opened his eyes almost at the same time.At the same time, Kamila was opened.She had a very strange dream. She dreamed that she had been caught by McGonagall, imprisoned with strange equipment, and then scratched him with a feather.Then he saw a hand stretched over his head and grabbed a strange, screaming thing and pressed it hard.The ringing moment stopped, and then her gaze was on the face that Meg had found out of bed."what!!!"Camilla gave an exclamation, it was not a dream!"Good morning, my father is big..." Just then, the door of the room was pushed open and Amy jumped in happily.
