Chapter 1026

Gina repeated the same action three times, but McGonagall still didn't see what she wanted to express. Instead, Amy's answer became more and more popular.

Gina was lying at the bottom of the bathtub with some weakness. She opened her mouth and spat out two colorful bubbles. She watched them come out of the water and float upward until they hit the ceiling.

McGonagall also chose to give up the question for the time being and instead gestured, "can you get out of the bathtub?"

She nearly died yesterday because of lack of water and oxygen, but when she first appeared, she had legs, which made MEG wonder if she could walk on land.

Gina understood McGonagall's gesture, nodded, closed her eyes and meditated for a while. A blue light came up from her eyebrows. The water in the bathtub was one third less than the speed visible to the naked eye, and all of it was injected into the blue light in her eyebrows.

As the blue light faded away, the colorful fish's tail had disappeared and turned into two long, straight legs. Gina reached for the edge of the bathtub and stood up slowly.

Shells can not be wrapped round, perfectly presented in McGonagall's perspective.

Gina gently threw her golden red hair behind her, showing an elegant smile.

McGonagall sucked his nose. It was a bit unnatural for him to have such a beautiful woman out of the bath.

However, McGonagall had some judgment. The mermaid obviously practiced some kind of magic. She was able to use a certain amount of sea water to make herself breathe in the air and turn the tail into legs.

"Meow."

The ugly duckling hiding behind Amy exchanged a whisper.

"Ah!"

Gina, who wanted to say hello gracefully, was surprised. She took off in the same place and jumped directly onto Meg's body with her legs open. She stripped off his clothes and buried her head in it.

McGonagall subconsciously put his hands around her legs, keeping an unsightly posture with Gina.

Amy and the duckling opened their mouths slightly and looked at the two people with strange posture. After a moment of silence, Amy quietly picked up the duckling and walked towards the door. As they walked, they said, "we should give adults some space..."

McGonagall's face was black... It was hard to wash when he jumped to the Yellow River.

When he got up in the morning, he wore a pajama, and Gina put her face directly on his chest muscle.

She was hardly dressed, except for the two shells on her chest and the seaweed that had been torn clean at her waist. Such a graceful body was close to him. In the early morning, as a normal man, MEG felt that he had a tendency to look up.

McGonagall had thrown her back into the bathtub to calm down if she didn't feel her shaking, but now it seems that it's not too close to human feelings. She can only break her leg down and say: "Gina, it's OK. The ugly duckling has gone out..."

Five minutes later, McGonagall finally got Gina back to the ground, who was wrapped around him like an octopus, and quietly held the gun.

Gina was sure that the terrible cat had finally left. She patted herself on the chest with a lingering fear. It was terrible. Fortunately, Mr. McGonagall protected her and looked at McGonagall with gratitude and admiration. Maybe only a brave person like him was not afraid of the terrible guy?

McGonagall looked at the exposed Gina and coughed: "I'll change your clothes first."

After figuring out what McGonagall meant, Gina looked at her clothes with a confused face. At the bottom of the sea, everyone wears them like this, isn't it good? If you put on your clothes, it's not convenient to swim. Why does Mr. McGonagall want to change himself?

McGonagall looked at Gina with her hands spread innocently on her face. She couldn't help but have a headache.

Didn't the girl count her figure?

Who can bear to wear it like this?

McGonagall thought about it, then reached out and turned off the heating switch, pressed the quick cooling button, and set the temperature.

The temperature of the warm bathroom suddenly dropped to zero, and the water on the ground began to freeze.

"It's so cold!" Gina, who had never felt the cold before, shivered and felt frozen.

MEG took a bathrobe out of the cupboard and put it on her, raising the temperature a few degrees.

Soft and warm bathrobe draped on the body, the cold feeling instantly disappeared.

"The clothes are so warm and soft, so comfortable." Gina wrapped up her bathrobe in surprise. For the first time, she found that the original clothes had such a magical effect.

"You wait here. I'll get your clothes." MEG motioned Gina to wait in the bathroom, opened the door and went out.

As soon as she went out, Amy was sitting at the top of the stairs with the ugly duckling and chin in her arms, looking at him with a little look in her eyes.

"I'm going to prepare a suit for her." MEG felt a little guilty and had a headache. I don't know how Amy's little book will record what happened this morning.

Anyway, no matter how it was recorded, if it fell into Elena's hands, he would be dead.

"Is this water? Why can you see me? Or is there a man like me in it? "

When McGonagall came in with a suit of sailor's clothes, a suit of dead water and a pair of small shoes, he saw that Jina was going to smash the mirror with the shower nozzle that she didn't know where. He quickly reached out to stop her and explained to her that it was a mirror. What was in the mirror was her image, not a real person.

"Here are the clothes for you. This one is on the inside and the three are on the outside. If you want to go back to the water, you need to take off the three outside and put them aside to prevent getting wet." McGonagall put the clothes on the clothes rack next to him, and then said, "the specific way to wear is illustrated here. You can just look at it."

With that, McGonagall looked at Gina, who had begun to untie the shell belt, and hurriedly went out and closed the door.

This girl is really not particular about it.

As for the dead pool water, McGonagall is absolutely just to make it easier for her to get in and out of the bathtub.

Well, that's it.

The sailor's suit is made of black silk.

Well

That's about it.

It's warm in the restaurant.

About ten minutes later, the bathroom door was opened, and Gina came out a little awkwardly, pulled her collar and looked at MEG with a sweet smile.

Meg's eyes lit up.

Golden red curly long hair has been dry, spread in the back, white sailor suit with dark blue skirt, dark blue skirt, is a pair of straight long legs, and that just knee black silk.

Perfect!

MEG nodded with satisfaction.