Chapter 1276 Has This Been Trained?

Seeing the atmosphere gradually freeze, Mag frowned slightly, thinking about how to explain this problem.

"The princess has just arrived in Chaos City, and she hasn't found a place to stay yet. She is very tired after fighting in the morning, so she can only ask the boss to borrow a bedroom." Phyllis quickly explained, looking at Mag apologetically, "Here Trouble."

"No...it's okay, it's just a trivial matter." Mag smiled and shook his head. Can his wife's affairs be called trouble?

Hearing what Phyllis said, everyone showed a somewhat understanding expression, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with what she said.

And they saw Alex with their own eyes today, the man who rode a griffin to fight, and McGonagall had completely different styles.

"Let's sit down for a while, and we'll start dinner when everyone is ready." Mag said, then turned and entered the kitchen, hot pot and barbecue, and the arrangement of the set meal.

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"I slept so comfortably this time." Irina opened her eyes, stretched her waist, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

The string that had been tense in my mind for several months was finally relaxed, and I had a good night's sleep in the soft and warm quilt, and my spirit and body were greatly satisfied. This feeling is really very comfortable.

Suddenly, she felt a movement around her, and when she looked sideways, Amy, who was lying in her arms, was also looking at her with wide eyes, with a sweet smile on her little face.

"Mother, you are so beautiful." Amy praised.

"Well, Xiaomi's vision is really good." Irina nodded with a smile, waking up to hold Xiaomi in her arms, listening to her praise, nothing could be happier than this.

"Gululu."

At this moment, two stomach growls sounded almost simultaneously.

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"Okay, let's get up and eat too." Irina got up, and her long silver hair, which almost reached her calves, fell like a waterfall, and her softness and luster were not affected in the slightest after a night's sleep.

He lifted Amy up from the bed, and helped her change into some unskilled clothes.

"Mother, I want to get a bun." Amy sat on the edge of the bed, scratched her messy hair, and said to Irina.

"Meatball head?" Irina looked at Amy with some puzzlement.

"Just tie your hair like a small ball." Amy made a gesture on her head, and then added: "Father, you tie it very well, don't you?"

"Who... Who said I can't, I'm much better than him." Irina said confidently, he couldn't lose to Mag in the matter of tying his hair, but he tied a ball on top of his head , will it really look good? This made Irina somewhat suspicious of Mag's aesthetics.

"I'm ready to sit." Amy hugged her small dressing box and sat down obediently.

Irina stroked Amy's soft hair and asked, "Does Xiaomi want big balls or small balls?"

"Can it still be made into big balls?" Amy was a little surprised, all her father tied her were small balls, and she had never tied big balls before.

"Of course, I am omnipotent." Irina nodded with some pride.

"Then I want to eat big balls, I like big balls." Amy nodded again and again, looking at herself in the mirror expectantly.

"Big Maruko's words..." Irina hesitated for a moment, and ten slender fingers moved on top of Amy's head.

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"Father, look at my big meatball head."

Amy ran down from upstairs, jumped to the kitchen door and shouted at Mag in the kitchen.

"This!" Mag, who was about to taste the soup, turned around and looked at Amy, whose silver hair formed a big hollow ball on top of her head like a bird's nest. She shook her hand and spilled the soup.

What kind of surreal hairstyle is this?

"Meow!"

Hearing Amy's voice, the ugly duckling who was dozing on the counter opened his eyes. He was also so startled that he jumped up one meter in place, his hair all exploded, and looked at Amy in horror.

When everyone looked at Amy's new hairstyle, they were all surprised. With such a wild hairstyle, I haven't seen the boss tie Amy up before.

Mag was thinking about how to evaluate this spectacular hairstyle like a bird's nest. After all, this hairstyle is not something that ordinary people can control, let alone a cute little loli like Amy.

"I gave it to Xiaomi." Irina also went downstairs to the kitchen door, looked at Mag and said, with a somewhat smug and nervous expression on her expression.

Mag looked at Irina, who seemed to be very satisfied with her work, and swallowed the evaluation when she reached her mouth. She quickly squeezed out a sincere smile, looked at Amy and said, "It's so beautiful, better than my father's. The little balls made for Xiaomi look good, and the birds will definitely like them when they go out."

"Wow, Sister Irina is really amazing." Amy turned her head to look at Irina, with little stars of admiration in her eyes.

"It's a small matter. If Xiaomi likes it, I can often prick it for you in the future." Irina smiled on her face and was praised by Xiaomi. She really felt a sense of accomplishment. She glanced at Mag, and her eyes were a little gentle. point.

Mag turned around and continued to taste the soup, heaving a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, I'm smart, and I almost couldn't hold back my complaints."

"It turned out to be tied by Princess Irina." Everyone who thought the hairstyle was a bit strange suddenly understood that this may be the new fashion of the Wind Forest. Although it looks a bit strange, if it is in the forest, it is very close to nature. .

Phyllis looked at Irina in surprise. Her Royal Highness kept her hair on because she didn't want to comb it. Hair kissed by the God of Life doesn't need to worry about knotting and entanglement. Even the occasional hair loss is a small probability event.

"You... you... hello, Princess Irina, I am your loyal fan and I have admired you since I was a child. Can you please sign my autograph?" Connie rushed forward , one stopped in front of Irina, bent at 90 degrees, handed a piece of paper and pen with both hands, and said excitedly.

"Orc? Catwoman?" Irina looked at Connie's slightly quivering pink ears, and couldn't help stretching out her hand to pinch them.

"Hey!~"

Connie, who was bent over, groaned, her legs went limp, and she collapsed under Irina's feet on the spot. She looked up, blushing, panting slightly, with tears in her eyes, looking aggrieved looking at Irina.

"Has this been trained? How come you are so proficient?" Irina withdrew her hand and looked at Connie with some amusement. This little guy is really interesting. It's like installing a switch on the ear and pinching it lightly. She fell down, looking at her cat ears that had become more pink and tender, showing a little curiosity: "What would happen if you blow air into it?"