Seeing that the atmosphere was gradually solidifying, Mag frowned slightly, thinking about how to explain this problem.
"The princess has just arrived in the City of Chaos and hasn't found a place to stay yet. She is very tired after the morning battle, so she can only ask the boss to borrow a bedroom." Phyllis explained quickly and looked at Mag apologetically, "Here you go. It’s causing trouble.”
"No...it doesn't matter, it's just a trivial matter." Mag smiled and shook his head. Can his wife's matter be called trouble?
After hearing Felice's words, everyone showed a somewhat understanding expression, and there seemed to be no problem with what he said.
Moreover, they saw Alex with their own eyes today. The man who rode a griffon to fight was a completely different style of man from Mag.
"You guys sit down for a while, and we'll start dinner when everyone is here." Mag said, turned around and entered the kitchen, where hot pot and barbecue were arranged, as well as the hot meal set.
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"I slept so comfortably this time." Irina opened her eyes, stretched her waist, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
The string that had been tense in my mind for several months finally relaxed. I lay down in the soft and warm quilt and had a good sleep. My mind and body were greatly satisfied. This feeling was so comfortable.
Suddenly, she felt something move around her, and when she looked sideways, Amy, who was lying in her arms, was looking at her with big eyes, a sweet smile on her face.
"Mother, you are so beautiful." Amy praised.
"Well, Xiaomi has really good taste." Irina nodded with a smile. When she woke up, she could hold Xiaomi in her arms and listen to her praise. There was nothing happier than this.
"Gululu."
At this moment, two stomach growls sounded almost at the same time.
The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
"Okay, let's get up and eat too." Irina got up. Her long silver hair, which almost reached her calves, hung down like a waterfall. Even after a good sleep, it did not affect its smoothness and luster.
He picked up Amy from the bed and helped her put on the clothes with some unskilled hands.
"Mother, I want to get a bun." Amy sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed her messy hair, and looked at Irina.
"Meatball head?" Irina looked at Amy with some confusion.
"Just tie your hair up like a little ball." Amy gestured on her head, and then added: "Father, your hair is tied up very well, don't you know how?"
"Who... who said I can't do it? I'm much better than him." Irina said confidently. He couldn't lose to Mag when it came to tying hair, but tying a ball on the top of his head , will it really look good? This made Irina somewhat doubt Mag's aesthetics.
"I'll sit down." Amy hugged her small dressing box and sat down obediently.
Irina touched Amy's soft hair and asked: "Does Xiaomi want big balls or small balls?"
"Can it be made into big meatballs?" Amy was a little surprised. Her father had only tied small meatballs for her, and she had never tied big meatballs before.
"Of course, I am omnipotent." Irina nodded proudly.
"Then I want to make big meatballs. I like to eat big meatballs." Amy nodded repeatedly and looked at herself in the mirror expectantly.
"As for Dawanzi..." Irina hesitated for a moment, then ten slender fingers moved on top of Amy's head.
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"Father, do you think my big head looks good?"
Amy ran downstairs, jumped to the kitchen door and shouted to Mag in the kitchen.
"This!" Mag, who was about to taste the soup, turned around and saw Amy, whose silver hair formed a big hollow ball on top of her head like a bird's nest. With a shake of her hand, the soup spilled.
What kind of surreal hairstyle is this?
"Meow!"
Hearing Amy's voice, the ugly duckling who was napping on the counter opened his eyes. He was so shocked that he jumped up one meter high. The hair all over his body exploded, and he looked at Amy with a horrified look on his face.
Everyone looked at Amy's filial piety and looked surprised. They had never seen the boss tie Amy up with such a wild hairstyle before.
Mag was thinking about how to comment on this spectacular bird's nest-like hairstyle. After all, this kind of hairstyle is not something that ordinary people can control, let alone a cute little loli like Amy.
"I gave it to Xiao Miza." Irina also went downstairs and came to the kitchen door. She looked at Mag and said, with a bit of pride and a bit of nervousness in her expression.
Mag looked at Irina who seemed to be very satisfied with her work. She swallowed back her comments and quickly squeezed out a sincere smile. She looked at Amy and said, "It's so beautiful, better than my father." The little balls I made for Xiaomi look pretty good, and they will definitely be very popular with the birds when I go out."
"Wow, sister Irina is really amazing." Amy turned to look at Irina, with little stars of admiration in her eyes.
"It's a trivial matter. If Xiaomi likes it, I can prick you often in the future." A smile appeared on Irina's face and she was praised by Xiaomi. She really felt a sense of accomplishment. She glanced at Mag and her eyes became a little gentler. point.
Mag turned around and continued to taste the soup, and breathed a long sigh of relief, "Fortunately, I'm smart, I almost couldn't hold back my rants."
"It turned out to be tied by Princess Irina." Everyone who originally thought the hairstyle was a bit strange suddenly understood. This may be a new fashion in the Wind Forest. Although it looks a bit strange, if it is in the forest, it is very close to nature. .
Phyllis looked at Irina with some surprise. Her Highness the Princess kept her hair long because she didn't want to comb it. Hair that has been kissed by the God of Life does not need to worry about knotting and tangles. Even losing a hair occasionally is a small probability event.
"You...you...Hello, Her Royal Highness Princess Irina, I am a loyal fan of yours and have admired you since I was a child. Can you please sign your autograph for me?" Connie said as Ichika rushed forward. , stopped in front of Irina, bent at 90 degrees, handed over a piece of paper and pen with both hands, and said excitedly.
"Orc? Cat girl?" Irina looked at Connie's slightly trembling pink ears and couldn't help but reach out and pinch them.
"Hey!~"
Connie, who was bent over, let out a cry, her legs went weak, and she collapsed at Irina's feet on the spot. She looked up, her face red with shame, breathing slightly, with tears in her eyes, looking a little aggrieved. Looking at Irina.
"Have you been trained? How come you are so skilled?" Irina retracted her hand and looked at Connie with some joking. This little guy is really interesting. It's like a switch is installed on the ear, and she pinches it gently. He fell over and looked at her cat ears that became more pink, showing a bit of curiosity: "What would happen if I blew air into them?"
