Chapter 1815 The Theory of 0-Layer Cake in Love

Gloria, who had regained her composure, widened her eyes a little, and looked at Irina with her mouth slightly open.

In this case, how can you ask the exporter!

"I...I..." Gloria was anxious to explain, but her mind was a little confused, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Do you like Boss Mai?

She never seems to have seriously considered this issue, or rather... She has been avoiding this issue.

Mr. McGonagall is an extraordinary existence to her.

If it weren't for that tofu brain, she might still be the little girl who can only cover her face with a black veil, living cautiously in a dark corner, not knowing the value of her existence.

It was Mr. McGonagall who made her throw away the veil, find the pursuit of life, and find the value of her own existence.

And full of talent, he always gives gentle help behind him.

Except for her father, no man has ever treated her like this.

Like it?

Maybe yes.

It's just that she has been carefully hiding this thought, for fear of being seen through, and also afraid that Mr. McGonagall will find out.

She was worried that if she acted rashly, she would disgust Mr. McGonagall, or lose his tenderness forever.

She raised her eyes and looked at Irina who was sitting across from her, suddenly she had a glimmer of understanding in her heart.

Yes, even she, a person who met Mr. McGonagall for the first time, dared to say such bold words, why did she hide her thoughts so humblely?

"Mr. McGonagall is a gentle and talented person." Gloria looked at Irina with a smile, "I think everyone will like him."

Irina's eyes narrowed slightly, and she began to face up to this beautiful and pure girl.

Everyone likes it, including her naturally, but whether her likes are the same kind of likes as other people's likes is a bit doubtful.

Others only said that Mag's cooking was delicious, but she didn't mention the food at all. Instead, she said that he was talented, which showed that she had seen the essence through the phenomenon, and had a longer and deeper understanding of Mag, vaguely showing that she was the first here.

As for tenderness.

That is a somewhat ambiguous word.

Is he gentle in words?

Or tenderness in action?

Is he gentle in the restaurant?

Still tender in bed?

Changing a place or subject at will represents the progress of their relationship.

But no matter which level it is, her goal of secretly declaring sovereignty has been achieved.

This is the so-called love layer cake theory, her simple sentence, how many layers you can see, it depends on your skills.

hehe.

Irina glanced at Mag who was walking from the door to the kitchen.

The latter only felt a chill in his neck, glanced at Irina and Gloria who were sitting opposite each other, his throat rolled unconsciously, and he even accelerated his pace a little.

What kind of scary Shura field is there! Obviously he didn't do anything!

Gloria blushed slightly, but she still tried her best to maintain a calm expression. At least in terms of aura, she would never allow herself to lose to Irina again.

This is a defensive battle that cannot be lost!

"I came here because of the name. I heard that the food in this restaurant is very delicious. Can you recommend it to me?" Irina opened the menu and looked at Gloria with a smile.

Gloria, who was preparing for the next round of offensive, was taken aback for a moment, but Irina suddenly asked her for help. Out of politeness, she replied seriously: "Mr. McGonagall is the best chef in Chaos City. , Every dish he cooks is very delicious, but personal tastes are different, and what I like may be different. My taste is lighter, so I usually order a sweet tofu nao and a rainbow fried rice, which is Yangzhou fried rice. Occasionally, I will also order a black pepper steak, and the braised chicken and rice are also very good choices..."

Irina listened carefully, looking at Gloria's eyes without losing her appreciation. She was really kind-hearted to recommend food for a potential opponent so sincerely.

"Thank you for your recommendation." Irina nodded with a smile, and then said calmly: "I heard that the boss has a daughter who is more than three years old, and your family will agree that you marry an old man with a daughter ?"

Gloria, who thought the atmosphere had calmed down, was caught off guard by another powerful attack.

"Little Amy is a very cute and kind elf. I think everyone can get along well with her." Gloria smiled slightly.

"That's right, it doesn't matter who gave birth." Irina raised her delicate eyebrows.

"Mr. McGonagall is in the prime of his life, and I prefer to deal with mature people compared to those naive and ignorant peers." Gloria continued.

The four words 'in the prime of life' are worth pondering. Irina looked at Gloria with a little more attention. Compared with the shy look when she just entered the door, she unexpectedly improved by leaps and bounds at this time.

"Does your family have any objections?" Irina then asked.

"I..." Gloria choked. With her grandfather's character, if the Moulton family was handed over to her, she would definitely not be allowed to marry Mr. McGonagall, and might even ask her to recruit a son-in-law.

What a stunning and glamorous person Mr. McGonagall is, how could he be willing to become a son-in-law, a man who eats his wife's soft rice?

"It's hard to be happy in a marriage without the blessing of your family." Irina looked at Gloria and comforted her, "I'm different, I don't have a family."

Gloria blinked and looked at Irina, suddenly feeling a little frustrated. In this first confrontation, she was obviously the weaker.

The corners of Irina's mouth curled up slightly. Although this was just an insignificant victory for her, it made her feel better than hitting a tenth-level waste with a bench.

"I'm Audrey, you're beautiful, may I know your name?" Irina asked Gloria with a smile.

Gloria was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt that she was a little funny, because of a person who didn't even know the other person's name, her mood was ups and downs.

"I'm Gloria, nice to meet you." Gloria smiled.

"Your clothes look good, are they custom-made?" Irina's gaze fell on Gloria's long gray down jacket. Mag had given her a similar one before, but it was white.

Although the clothes of the girls in the restaurant are all given by Mag, but they are work clothes, she doesn't need to care, but if the girls outside...

"This is made by our factory, it's not custom-made." Gloria smiled and shook her head. She was a little surprised that a beautiful person like Irina had never heard of Dai Lan. After a moment of hesitation, she still asked: "Audrey Miss, did you just come to Chaos City?"