Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

Another rare day off.

Early in the morning, Amy sat up from the bed, stretched her waist with open hands, rubbed her sleepy eyes and climbed onto the big bed, knelt beside Mag's pillow, just about to wake him up, but looked at Mag, who followed peacefully, stopped his little hand again.

"Father usually works so hard, let him sleep well on the rest day." Amy withdrew her little hand, leaned over and kissed Mag's face lightly, then got out of bed lightly, and turned towards the The ugly duckling, who was trying to climb onto the bed, beckoned, picked it up, opened the door and walked downstairs, and then whispered: "Ugly duckling, please don't quarrel with father, he works hard every day."

"Meow~" The Ugly Duckling looked at Amy half-understood, but his voice suddenly decreased a lot.

"My father cooks for me every day. Today I have decided that I will make a loving breakfast for my father." When she went downstairs, Amy put the ugly duckling down, then moved a small stool and stood on it. , and then tiptoed to untie the little apron hanging by the door.

Some aunt Bernice gave it to her, but it was hardly used.

Amy imitated her father's appearance in a decent way, tied the apron on her body, then moved the small bench into the kitchen, washed her hands, and then ran to the refrigerator to look at the various ingredients inside, revealing a few Divided into difficult colors.

"So much meat and vegetables, what should I do?"

"Meow~~" the ugly duckling exchanged while pawing at the glass fish tank on the side with its paws, and the fat face was full of anticipation.

"No, my lord father said, you should have a lighter breakfast, and you can't eat fish." Amy shook her head.

"Meow meow~!"

The ugly duckling ran to the other side of the fish tank, and called out from the side where it was pulling the prawns.

"Shrimp is a good choice." Amy nodded, then picked up the small net, and stood on the small bench to pick up two fat prawns with some difficulty.

With a click, a prawn, unwilling to accept its fate, fell out of the small net bag and landed on the ground, bouncing and trying to jump towards the sewer pipe. .

"Meow!" The ugly duckling leaned over at once, raised a paw, and held down the prawn.

"Ugly duckling, well done." Amy walked over and grabbed the prawn that was only as big as her palm from under the ugly duckling's paws. "I will reward you with a shrimp head later."

"Meow meow meow~~" The ugly duckling cried out excitedly.

"In addition to prawns, we also need some beans, beef, and shiitake mushrooms... By the way, how should the fire be turned on? Forget it, let's directly burn a fireball... Oh! It seems that the fire is a little too big, how can the bottom of the pot change? Is it a hole? No, I have to do it all over again..."

Amy was tinkering in the kitchen alone, making strange noises from time to time.

Mag was awakened by a burst of smoke.

"What's this smell?" Mag opened his eyes in a daze, and looked at the crib naturally. Every morning, he could see Amy's appearance in her sleep, but today she disappeared, and there was no one on the bed!

"Amy!" Mag collapsed from the bed in a jerk, walked to the side of the bed in two steps, touched the bed, and there was no body temperature, obviously the little guy had been up for a while.

"Where did you go?" Ignoring changing clothes, Mag opened the door and walked out in her pajamas. A burnt and smoky smell rushed over her face, making Mag cough twice.

"What is the little guy doing? Are you setting fire to the house?" Mag was startled, the smoke and burnt smell were obviously coming from downstairs, with this posture, even if he was told that the downstairs was on fire, he would not With a little doubt, he hurriedly walked downstairs.

"It still looks a bit strange. I don't know if my father would like it. Come on, ugly duckling, you can have another bite..." Mag just walked to the kitchen door, and when she heard Amy's words, she stopped in her tracks. .

"Could it be that Amy is making breakfast for me?" Mag showed a hint of surprise,

Feeling warm in my heart, the little guy got up quietly and even sneaked downstairs to make him breakfast.

Mag didn't make a sound in a hurry, but poked his head out secretly and looked into the kitchen, and then saw a strange picture:

Amy held a long spoon in her hand, which contained a thick black soup, and walked slowly towards the ugly duckling with a smile on her face.

The Ugly Duckling retreated step by step until it reached the corner of the wall and had nowhere to retreat. Looking at the dark soup with big eyes, it raised its two front legs in horror and covered its face with a look of life. Loveless look.

"Ugly Duckling, it's okay. Although the taste may be a little strange, it is for my father after all. At least you must make sure that you will not die after eating it. Therefore, you can only test the poison." Amy smiled. He stretched out his hand and opened a fat paw of the ugly duckling.

"Meow~" The ugly duckling looked at Amy with resentment, are you a devil? You don't even know if you can eat it, so give it to me!

Mag looked at this scene, suddenly a little dumbfounded.

Looking at the kitchen again, Mag's smile gradually showed a hint of helplessness. Although it was generally neat, looking at the three burnt pots neatly lined up on the side, and the ball jumping on the stove, Fireball, this is a kitchen terminator.

Mag, who couldn't bear to see Amy continue to let the ugly duckling test the drug, came out, stood at the door, looked at Amy with a smile and said, "Xiaomi, why did you get up so early?"

"Father!" Amy was slightly startled, turned to look at Mag, hid the spoon in her hand behind her back, and whispered in frustration: "Because Xiaomi thinks that Father is too hard, so I want to Get up and make breakfast for your father, but...but..."

"It turned out that Xiaomi made breakfast for my father. No wonder I could always smell the fragrance in my sleep just now. Let me see what delicious food Xiaomi made." Mag walked into the restaurant with a smile, and went straight to the restaurant. When I arrived at the stove, my eyelids couldn't help but twitch when I saw a pot of black-brown stew that was still bubbling.

"This is stewed beans with prawns, stewed beef, stewed mushrooms, stewed..." Amy counted the various ingredients with her fingers, and almost said all the ingredients in the refrigerator, and then looked at it with anticipation. Mag said: "Father, do you like to eat?"

Mag looked at Amy's big blue eyes. The little guy obviously didn't have much interest in cooking, but he spent so much time making him a breakfast. Although the smell was a bit strange, that kind of heart But he was so moved, he touched Amy's head with a smile and said, "Well, my father likes it, thank you Xiaomi."

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