Chapter 1200

Amy looked at Connie, her eyes flashing with grievance and anger, just like a kitten who found out on the spot that the owner had eaten the fish.

"Amy, she is..." McGonagall looks at Amy, who seems to be a little angry, ready to explain the situation.

"You have a daughter behind my back!" At this time, Connie is also a shrill voice, like a wife suddenly found that her husband behind her back in the outside of other women, but also gave birth to a child, looking at McGonagall.

Even McGonagall was stunned by his natural acting skills, vivid emotions and almost overflowing anger. He could not help thinking about his relationship with the girl.

"No, what kind of Torah is he meowing? I just took in a homeless girl who was forced by the villain and asked her to serve as a waiter for the time being? " McGonagall quickly regained his mind, flicked his hand, glared at Connie's forehead as if to give him an explanation at once, rolled her eyes and said, "do I have to be in front of you?"

"Well --" Connie covered her forehead and muttered wrongly, "but you didn't tell me that you still have a daughter..."

Then MEG looks at Amy. The little guy has never been hostile to the beautiful little sister. Today's performance is a bit abnormal.

Amy felt McGonagall's eyes and immediately showed a big smile. "In fact, I just wonder who this beautiful cat ear sister is. The pink cat ear is so cute. Can I touch it?"

"Yes, my little sister, you are so cute, just like an elf." Connie nodded with a smile, and her eyes were full of joy when she looked at Amy. She liked playing with children most, and felt that it would be more pleasant to play and communicate with them.

"Meow ~" at this time, the ugly duckling came out from behind Amy and stretched lazily. Then she gave Connie a scornful look, stepped forward and jumped on the cupboard

"Pa..."

The duckling bumped into the edge of the counter. Although he tried to reach out his two claws and grasp the table, he slowly slipped down and fell to the ground, making a slightly low sound. He lay on his back and looked at the counter with a look of lovelessness.

"This cat is so stupid." Connie burst out laughing.

"It's a hundred steps at fifty." McGonagall.

"Ugly duckling, you see, I told you to eat less." Amy looked at the ugly duckling. Her face was full of hate. She said seriously, "your dinner is cancelled today, and you have to run around the restaurant ten times. Otherwise, you are not allowed to go to bed."

"Meow ~"

The duckling gets up, shakes her round head, goes to Amy's feet, rubs her calf with her head, and tries to exchange her cute for dinner.

"It's not negotiable." Amy shook her head indifferently.

"Meow." The ugly duckling is paralyzed on the ground and has no love.

Abelmia and they soon arrived. Seeing Connie, they were all curious about who the lovely cat ear girl was.

"There are so many beautiful little sisters. Mr. McGonagall is really a good man." Connie thought to herself that she used to be a tribal flower, but now in this restaurant, it seems that any little sister is more beautiful than her.

McGonagall said, "this is Connie, the new employee I just recruited today. In the future, she will work with you to deliver the takeout. Let's get to know each other."

"Hello, I'm Connie." Connie said hello.

"Hello, Connie. This is MIA. Welcome to the restaurant." Mia was the first to step forward and gave Connie a gentle hug with a lovely smile.

"Hello, I'm Barbara." Barbara came forward, shook hands with Connie, and then looked curiously at her cat's ear. "Are these real ears?"

"It's true." Connie said with pride, and the pink cat's ears moved.

"How lovely As soon as Barbara's eyes brightened, he had never seen the cat ear mother in the land of the moon, and felt that the blood trough was almost empty.

"Meow ~"

The ugly duckling came up to Amy and began to move his ears.

"You are a duck. Even if you can move your ears, you are just a fat duck." Amy turned the ugly duckling's face to Connie. "Look, Connie's sister's ears are pink and white. How lovely."

"Meow ~"

The ugly duckling let out a cry of grievance and looked at Connie with more hostility.

"Elizabeth." Elizabeth cold self introduction, she is not good at dealing with people, in the McMillan restaurant, she has changed a lot.

"Hello." Connie's careful response, she felt the strong breath in Elizabeth, this cool woman, has a very strong strength, at such an age, that she has super talent, this is what she is longing for.

"You talk first, I'll make dinner." McGonagall turned and walked towards the kitchen. It seemed that Connie should be able to get along well with everyone. After all, in addition to thinking, Connie's appearance and personality are actually pleasant.

At noon, minced pepper fish head did not significantly improve Connie's IQ, so in the evening, MEG gave up the idea of continuing to nourish her brain and made a spicy roast fish.

I thought minced pepper was already the hottest Connie. After chewing a Chinese prickly ash, she was successfully cried by spicy.

"I... my mouth is not mine anymore..." Connie smacked her mouth and cried a little. Tears were already flashing in her eyes.

The crowd laughed at Connie's embarrassment.

At the end of dinner, Mia and they help to clean up the restaurant.

"And where does Connie stay at night?" Mia looked at MEG and asked. Although Connie didn't tell them about her origin, she didn't hide that she had nowhere to go.

Connie looked at McGonagall and thought, "it's not good to sleep in the same bed with a man, but if he sends out an invitation, should I refuse or promise?"

"When Phyllis leaves, her room is empty. Let Connie live in it." Meg said directly.

"Shouldn't I sleep with you?" Connie blurted out.

"Well?"

They all looked at MEG and Connie in surprise. Is there any secret relationship between them?

"I'm the man you can't sleep with." McGonagall took a look at Connie and said calmly, "you go with Mia and them and go to the staff dormitory to sleep."

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"Today is Monday. It's fine. My father saved a lovely little cat ear sister. She sent him an invitation to sleep..." Amy wrote down a line on the notebook.