Chapter 1002 Is This Your Harem?

"Countess Bathory?!"

McGonagall, who opened the door, just saw Camilla walking to the door of Mamy's restaurant, and said in surprise, the black cat servant wrapped in black robes was still standing behind her.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to remember me." Camilla smiled coldly.

"It's probably the few who can forget it." Mag's eyes swept over her, the brown and black big wavy long hair was casually draped, the blue eyes were charming as if they could talk, and they were slightly sickly pale The complexion of her face made her lips as red as fresh blood extremely vivid.

The tight-fitting black long skirt showed a white and sexy gully on the chest without hesitation, and the high-fork skirt opened up to the thighs. The round and sexy snow-white long legs made people feel a little dazzling.

For such a vampire earl with a queenly aura and a good figure, it is really unforgettable.

"Is there anything wrong with the countess?" McGonagall asked calmly.

"I said at the beginning that I would come to thank you, and today I am here to fulfill my promise. I will eat you up today." Camilla licked her red lips and smiled evilly, as if she was looking at you. wolf with lamb.

"Sorry, I refuse." Mag turned over the wooden sign hanging on the door, and took a step back with a smile, "The restaurant is closed, please come again next time, Countess.

Why don't you just have a meal? Why is it so erotic when it comes out of her mouth, and it still makes people feel a little... looking forward to it?

"Closing?" Camilla's eyes showed a hint of confusion, as if she didn't understand what Mag meant.

"The restaurant is open until nine o'clock in the morning, and now it's nine o'clock, and no longer accepts guests." Mag had no choice but to explain.

Camilla thought about it, and asked, "According to your rules, it's the guests who pay for the meal, right?"

"You can say that."

"That's good. If I don't pay today, I won't be a guest." Camilla nodded, walked past Mag, stretched out her hand and opened the door of the restaurant and walked in.

"It sounds reasonable, but there seems to be something wrong?" Mag was taken aback, isn't this a rascal? If it were an ugly one, the anti-aircraft missile would have already aimed at her.

But even if the anti-aircraft weapon is aimed, it's useless. This vampire countess has a level nine strength, and the S-level air defense missile that can launch a fatal blow to a level seven target is still not enough for her.

Shirley and the others, who were cleaning up, also showed a bit of surprise when they saw Camilla walking in. During the break, Mag would not let guests in at will.

Shirley was even more vigilant, she sensed a dangerous aura from Camilla's body, this sexy woman should be a demon, a demon more powerful than her.

"Countess Bathory, you are like this..." Mag said helplessly as she followed into the door.

Camilla had already sat down at a clean table, raised her legs gracefully, looked at Mag and said, "I want the same breakfast as Miss Gloria, if not, then this morning I can only eat you."

"It turned out to be for Miss Gloria. Could it be that Miss Gloria's unsightly face this morning has something to do with her?" Mag thought. I warned him once, and this time I want to order the same breakfast as Gloria, which probably has something to do with it.

"Countess Bathory, is she planning to make trouble?" Elizabeth looked at Camilla in the corner. This vampire can be regarded as a legend among women, so she knew something, but she didn't expect Will meet her here.

Mag thought about it for a while, then shook his head, and said in a firm tone: "The restaurant's business hours are over, and the restaurant no longer serves food. Moreover, a meal of tofu nao only sells 300 copies, and this morning's all Sold out, if Countess Bathory wants to experience the same breakfast as Miss Gloria, please come to the restaurant early tomorrow to queue up.

"

"Really?" Camilla stared into Mag's eyes.

"No." Mag nodded frankly. If the countess really wanted to make trouble, he could only ask Julian for help. Anyway, the member's chance to ask for help outside the venue was useless, and it was justified.

"No, if I do it directly, Miss Gloria will definitely know about it. In her heart, my image will definitely become very rude. This is very detrimental to my image." Camilla looked at Looking at Mag, he also thought silently in his heart: "But looking at this face, why do you feel so bad? I really want to tie him up, give him a whip and drip wax, and let him know how good I am."

"Okay, then I'll come back at noon." Camilla stood up, glanced at Elizabeth in the corner, then at Shirley and the others, her eyes lit up slightly, she looked at Mag and said, "This is you Harem?"

"They are all waiters in the restaurant." Mag shrugged.

"Oh, do you think I will believe such nonsense?" Camilla curled her lips with some disdain, and walked straight to the door, "Sure enough, men are big pigs, without a good thing, I will never let Good Miss Gloria fell into your pit."

Mag: "..."

All the girls in the restaurant looked at Mag silently, and their expressions seemed to have become a little complicated.

"Isn't this intentionally destroying the harmonious and friendly atmosphere of our restaurant?!" Mag wanted to scold her, but looking at the pure eyes of the girls, she didn't know how to explain or refute.

"The harem? What is that? What does that big sister mean? Do you want to tell Amy?" Anna was thoughtful, but a little bit entangled.

...

"Ma'am, judging from Miss Gloria's expression when she walked out of the restaurant, the person who firmly grasped her stomach should be the owner of the restaurant. What should we do now? Do we want to get rid of him?" the black cat whispered asked.

"Isn't it just a big pig's trotter? I just want to put him here so that Miss Gloria can know who is the one who can really bring her happiness. I don't care about getting rid of competitors. I did it, it seems that I have no ability, what I want is to crush him head-on." Camilla shook her head, her chin slightly raised showing pride and confidence.

"If we just secretly send rabbit blood every day, I think we will be crushed every day..." the black cat muttered.

"What did you say?"

"I mean... the sun is also very round today..."

"Nonsense! Has your sun ever flattened?"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

This article shows 5000 per page

A total of 1043 words

Page current page 1044

page directory previous page

←1044/1043→Bookmark the next page