Chapter 1467 Are You My Real Prince?

"Prince... Prince McGonagall... please don't leave me..."

Mag looked at Gina who was whispering in her sleep, twitched the corners of her mouth helplessly, turned off the light, and walked softly towards the door. When she opened the door, she met a face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Do you want to say that you just told a story and didn't do anything?" Irina asked, looking at Mag with a half-smile.

Mag was taken aback, but she still tried her best to keep calm, closed the door behind her with a smile, and said: "Gina said that she has been having nightmares for several days and dare not sleep. caring attitude, so I just told her a little bedtime story and we didn't really do anything."

"Oh, forgive me for not daring to do anything." Irina snorted softly.

There was a drop of cold sweat on Mag's forehead. Although this was the truth, as a man, how could he easily admit his intimidation at such a time, and said with a smile, "You know, I'm actually quite courageous."

"Really?" Irina suddenly stretched out her hand and pressed on the door frame beside him, directly slamming his wall on the door, looked at him with a smile and said, "Do you dare to move?"

Mag is half a head taller than Irina, so although she was slammed by the wall, she was not completely suppressed in terms of momentum. She reached out and grabbed her wrist, then wrapped her arms around her waist with one hand, turned around slightly, and Instead, he pushed her against the wall and asked, "Why don't you dare?"

Irina was pressed against the wall by Mag, and her body was almost pressed together. The warm breath sprayed on her face lightly, bringing a strange feeling, and her face suddenly turned red.

Mag noticed Irina's strangeness, and also felt that he seemed a little drifting, so he dared to turn against Irina. If she picked up a bench, he would have died on the spot, and quickly let go of her hand. He took two steps back, coughed dryly, and said with a little embarrassment: "Then what... are Xiaomi and the others already asleep?"

"Well, I fell asleep a long time ago." Irina nodded.

"Then you should rest early, and I'll go draw some pictures." Mag said, then turned and walked towards the study beside him, and closed the door after entering.

"Idiot, idiot, idiot!!!" Irina looked at the closed study door, stomped her feet angrily, snorted, and turned to enter the room.

"Fortunately, I'm smart." Mag leaned against the door, heaving a sigh of relief, feeling that if he was a second late, he would be headshot by the folding stool.

After making myself a pot of tea, Mag came to the desk. The plan for the factory hadn't been finished yet, and now I had to write a plan for cooperating with Gloria.

Looks like tonight is going to be another sleepless night.

Fortunately, McGonagall knows all these things in his heart, but it only takes time, and there are no problems at all.

I bought a computer and drawing tools from the system, and the efficiency of drawing and typing has improved a lot, and I should be able to get everything done tonight.

At midnight, Mag went to the bathroom, came out of the study, and noticed that Gina's room was ajar, as if it had been opened.

"Huh?" Mag was a little surprised. He had clearly closed the door when he just went out. Could it be that someone went in?

Mag tiptoed towards Gina's room without making the slightest sound. He stood at the door and listened for a while, but there was no special movement in the room. After hesitating for a while, Mag still gently pushed the room away. Door.

The light from the corridor fell into the room through the open door, and at the end of the light, it happened to fall on a round lump.

Mag was taken aback, and took a closer look, eh? Isn't this an ugly duckling!

The orange ugly duckling squatted in front of the fish tank, staring intently at the direction of the fish tank, and made a slight grunt in its throat.

In the fish tank, Gina shrank in the innermost corner, closed her eyes, trembling, as if she was having a nightmare.

Mag watched this scene and couldn't help laughing.

Well, case solved.

The so-called scary eyes do exist, but not from the deep sea, but from the ugly duckling in dieting.

Those hungry green eyes blinking in the dark are indeed a little scary.

It's strange that a fish doesn't have nightmares when it is stared at by a cat like this while sleeping.

"Ugly Duckling, don't make plans for Gina and her little fish." Mag walked into the door, picked up the ugly duckling, looked at Gina who was still trembling slightly, thought for a while, went back to the room to get a player, and clicked on it. A soothing piano piece, placed next to the fish tank.

The gentle sound of the piano calmed down Gina's fear.

Mag looked at Gina, whose body was gradually relaxing, and exited the room.

"Meow~" The ugly duckling squatted outside the door, looked at Mag, then at Gina's room, and his stomach rumbled.

"Let's go, I'll make you something to eat, and you're not allowed to go to Gina's room again, scaring everyone into nightmares." Mag walked downstairs helplessly.

"Meow!"

The Ugly Duckling excitedly followed Mag's footsteps and rushed downstairs. Because the speed was too fast, he stepped on the ground and rolled down the stairs with a thump.

"Meow~" The ugly duckling put its chin on the ground, looked up at Mag, and let out a little aggrieved cry.

"You should lose weight." Mag looked down at the ugly duckling that was almost round into a beer, and couldn't help laughing.

Although the ugly duckling hasn't grown very big yet, and the cat is relatively long, but compared to a kitten of this age, this size is indeed a bit too round.

Mag went into the kitchen, fished a crayfish from the water tank, boiled it directly in clean water, and then helped him remove all the shells of the shrimp, and put a large bowl full of yellow shrimp meat in front of the ugly duckling.

"Meow ~ gurgle gurgle~" The ugly duckling ate, and made a grunt sound that can only be made in a happy mood.

Mag watched from the sidelines, feeling hungry gradually. Thinking that he would have to work in the middle of the night, he also made himself a Yangzhou fried rice as a supper.

The ugly duckling ate the whole shrimp alone, and rolled around contentedly at Mag's feet, revealing its belly, as if inviting Mag to stroke it.

"I'm going to work, I don't have time to play with you." Mag ate the last bite of fried rice on the plate, washed the dishes, and continued to go upstairs to draw pictures.

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Early the next morning, Gina woke up and rushed downstairs immediately, looking at Mag who was cooking breakfast in the kitchen, she said excitedly: "Mr. Mag, I dreamed about you last night, those scary pair of The eyes appeared again, and when I was cornered, you also appeared, drove away the terrible monster, and saved me."

"Eh..." Mag looked at Gina, not knowing how to explain that the scary monster was the ugly duckling.

"Could it be... are you my true prince?" Gina looked at Mag affectionately.

"Generally speaking, dreams are reversed. He may not be your prince, but that monster." Irina said with a smile when she appeared behind Gina at some point.