Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

After all, Mag returned to the study, lay down on the slightly hard floor, thought for a while, got up and locked the door, and then closed his eyes with peace of mind, and entered the God of Cooking Proving Ground.

There are a lot of recipes to learn tonight, so he has to hurry up so as not to affect the opening of the restaurant the next morning.

As a boss with professional ethics, I have been dove on customers for two days, and I have to reopen tomorrow, otherwise I will be sorry for my cash box.

Of course, there is another important reason. He has to make the octopus series famous as soon as possible so that he can do follow-up promotion work.

While Mag was thinking, a white light flashed, and Mag had already stepped into the God of Cooking trial ground.

But what appeared was not the familiar kitchen, but a giant octopus monster, with familiar tentacles, familiar eyeballs, familiar growls...

And he only has a handful of fathead fish in his hand.

"My mother..."

Before McGonagall could complain, the monster octopus rushed up with its teeth and claws.

...

"Who are you guarding against?" Irina twisted the doorknob at the door and stood still. Looking at the closed door, she stamped her feet in embarrassment and turned back to the master bedroom.

...

This night, Mag was successfully immune to all tentacles and dense objects, and he even felt that his spiritual power, which was strengthened during the thunder disaster, had been further sublimated.

Therefore, he has some new understanding of the system's so-called mastery of culinary skills.

"System, fuck me!"

As soon as Mag opened his eyes, he still couldn't help cursing in his heart.

"Host, I'm sharpening your will..." the system said with a little aggrieved.

"Then I still want to fuck Nima!"

"???"

The system slowly typed three question marks.

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McGonagall raised her middle finger and turned over to get up.

Although he was exhausted from being tortured by the tentacle monsters in the God of Cooking Proving Ground, when he opened his eyes, he felt refreshed, as if he had just had a good night's sleep.

Glancing at the alarm clock on the desk, it was exactly six o'clock in the morning.

"It's time to make breakfast." Mag changed into a chef's uniform. After washing up, she went downstairs to cook a big pot of porridge. Today, she began to serve breakfast to the cleaners again, and then began to prepare breakfast for Irina.

She will not eat with everyone from today, so Mag needs to prepare a love breakfast for her in the morning and let her eat first.

As for how to solve lunch and dinner, he still doesn't know Irina's arrangement.

The steak was frying in the pan, the cauliflower was thrown into the boiling water and cooked, which was the breakfast that Irina herself had requested last night.

"It seems that you slept well last night?" Irina went downstairs, leaning against the door frame and looking at Mag who was busy in the kitchen, with a trace of resentment in her smile.

"Well, it's okay." Mag nodded, not noticing the abnormality in her expression.

"Hmph." Irina snorted lightly.

Mag turned back in doubt, looking at Irina with a bit of resentment in her eyes, "Didn't sleep well last night?"

"No, I slept soundly." Irina looked serious, showing her usual dignified appearance. She couldn't say that she couldn't sleep last night, which would be too embarrassing.

"Wait a minute, the steak will be ready soon, do you need a cup of hot milk?" Mag smiled.

"Okay." Irina nodded, and did not leave, but stood at the door and continued to watch Mag fry steak and heat milk.

It might be hard for outsiders to imagine that this man who caused thunder to strike the devil deliberately got up early in the morning to make breakfast for her. Such a caring and gentle appearance warmed her heart.

After a while, Mag came out with steak and hot milk.

The steak exuding a wonderful meat aroma has been cut into a size that is just right for the mouth, but it still looks like a whole piece on the plate. A few emerald green broccoli and halved tomatoes are dotted on the side of the plate, and the milk next to it It still exudes heat, which is just the temperature of the entrance.

"Please dine." Mag smiled and opened the chair for Irina.

"Thank you." Irina tiptoed and kissed his lips,

Then he sat down on the chair, a blush quickly rose on his cheeks, but he quietly picked up the fork and ate elegantly.

Mag licked his lips, looked at Irina who was eating with her head slightly lowered, recalled the light kiss just now, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

What an amazing feeling, is this what it feels like to be in love? Even just a light kiss can make people feel full of joy.

"I'm leaving." Irina finished eating the steak, picked up the milk and drank it. When she got up, she stuck out her pink tongue and licked the milk at the corner of her mouth.

"Do you want to save lunch for you?" Mag, who was busy in the kitchen, came out.

"No, I will arrange it myself." Irina smiled mysteriously.

Mag didn't know why, but she didn't ask too much. She just took out a tissue and helped her wipe away the milk that wasn't licked off the corner of her mouth.

"Shouldn't you lick it off for me at a time like this?" Irina looked at his face close at hand, and asked with a half-smile.

Mag's hand holding the tissue froze, glanced at the corner of her clean mouth, and suddenly felt that he had really become a gentleman.

"I'm just kidding you." Irina smiled sweetly, turned around and walked towards the door, a golden light flashed under her feet, and she disappeared into the restaurant.

"It's...it's fun..." Mag couldn't help laughing, he didn't expect that he would be led by a woman one day, not to mention...it's quite interesting, a completely different experience.

Not long after Irina left, Phyllis was the first to come to the restaurant.

"Boss, did Her Royal Highness really not come to sleep in the restaurant last night?" Phyllis looked at Mag nervously.

"Yes." Mag nodded, a little apologetic. Since Irina didn't confess to Phyllis, he naturally couldn't say it.

"Well, it seems that she has indeed left with Lord Alex." Phyllis was a little depressed, but Her Royal Highness didn't say anything to her... Just left like this, she didn't know where to go in the future Looking for her, how can I serve her?

"Maybe she's still in Chaos City, after all, you're still here." Mag said with a smile, the night elves' stall had just started, and Irina couldn't just leave it alone, after all, the Forest of Winds was still eyeing.

"That's right!" Phyllis's eyes lit up, "Then I'll go back and see if she's back as soon as I'm done with work."

Camilla and others also arrived one after another.

Connie came too, to say good-bye.

After all, she is the chief of the Fak tribe now, even if she is salty, she still has to go back to the town.

However, Oster's arm was broken by the octopus monster, and his strength was greatly damaged. After returning, he would probably survive for a while, which saved Connie a lot of trouble.

"Don't be sad, my friend. The peace conference of all ethnic groups will be held in seven days, and the chief will come back again." Connie waved at the crowd, and left with the meat sandwiches that Mag had prepared for her.