Mag didn't know why he continued to work as a chef after the business closed, grilling beef skewers, fish, and shrimp for two women who were drinking...
Although BBQ is paired with beer, it’s really fun.
But as a persecuted person, he is also confused now.
Standing next to the barbecue grill, Mag took a bite of roast beef, chewed it, and let the hot deliciousness bloom in his mouth. Then he took a sip of beer and experienced the wonderful enjoyment brought by the two heavens of ice and fire while observing. After drinking a few beers, two women were getting better.
After drinking a few glasses of wine, Camilla's aura gradually turned around. She looked at Irina and said, "You...you said, why do they all want to use me? In their eyes, I am just Is it something that can be used in exchange for benefits? Even my father can betray me again and again. Am I too ridiculous? "
Irina was also starting to get a little drunk. She held the table with one hand and looked at Camilla and nodded seriously: "It's more than ridiculous, it's simply pitiful."
Camilla was stunned for a moment, then began to wipe away tears, "Tell me, why am I so pitiful..."
Mag listened to Camilla's description and roughly understood the reason why she wanted to get drunk tonight. It seemed that returning to the Devil's Islands this time had a big impact on her and she had nowhere to talk, so she came to drink in the middle of the night.
"It doesn't matter. For you vampires, this difficulty and setback is nothing. At least you haven't experienced being watched eating grass." Irina comforted, "How about you try eating grass? Maybe you can too. Can you become the ancestor of a vampire?"
"You mean, Uncle Dracula became the ancestor of vampires because he ate grass?" Camilla was a little doubtful.
"If you don't try it, how will you know it doesn't work?" Irina said with a smile.
Camilla thought for a while, nodded, then turned to Mag in the kitchen and shouted: "Boss, bring me a plate of grass!"
For drunk women, you should try your best to satisfy all their unreasonable demands, so as to save yourself some effort. This is the experience that Mag has accumulated for many years, so he directly put a plate of lettuce in front of Camilla, and then returned Go to the kitchen and continue to watch the drinking game between women.
Camilla looked at the plate of green lettuce leaves in front of her and narrowed her eyes slightly. As a noble vampire aristocrat, being vegetarian was something that would be humiliating to a vampire. Naturally, she had never done it.
"Eat it, eat it, and you may be the next ancestor of vampires." Irina said bewitchingly from the side.
Camilla's throat moved. If she became the ancestor of vampires, no one could force her to do anything.
With her great strength and high status in the clan, even her father had to bow respectfully when he saw her.
What a tantalizing vision.
Camilla reached out and grabbed a piece of lettuce leaf and slowly brought it to her mouth.
Mag silently took out the photo stone. The second vampire who took the initiative to eat grass may be the ancestor of vampires in the future. What a memorable scene.
"Click."
The tender lettuce leaves made a crisp sound when bitten. The strange texture made Camilla a little uncomfortable, but it was not as disgusting as expected, and the taste was quite refreshing.
After making sure that she could accept the taste, Camilla started chewing. Although the texture was a bit strange, the taste of the leaves was quite refreshing and sweet. Surprisingly, it was not unpleasant to eat, but it was very satisfying, which made her mouth feel tired after having just eaten roast beef. Become refreshed.
"How is it?" Irina asked.
"I didn't expect it, it's quite delicious." Camilla nodded, threw the remaining half of the leaf into her mouth and chewed it.
"Dracula said the same thing when he ate grass for the first time." Irina said with a smile.
Mag's expression was a little weird. It can be imagined that Dracula was probably deceived and coaxed into eating the first grass, and then embarked on a path of no return from eating grass.
Then N years later, Camilla embarked on this road.
"Really? Uncle Dracula's taste is indeed quite close to mine." Camilla nodded, then her eyes fell on the roast beef skewers in front of her. She used her chopsticks to take off a piece of beef from the bamboo skewer and wrapped it in lettuce leaves. Then I put it into my mouth together, chewed it, and my eyes lit up. The fat of the roast beef was absorbed by the lettuce leaves, but the deliciousness itself was not affected, making it particularly refreshing and delicious.
"I didn't expect grass to be so delicious. Wrapped in meat, it becomes even more delicious." Camilla said in surprise.
"real?"
Camila handed a lettuce leaf to Irina, "You can try it too."
Irina wrapped a piece of beef and fed it to her mouth. The combination of meat and vegetables really made the roast beef a lot more refreshing. After eating a lot of beef skewers, it was quite good to switch to such a refreshing taste. He nodded and admitted: "It is indeed a very good way to eat. You are really talented at eating grass. You can look forward to the future."
"Why don't you just wrap a piece of lettuce leaves? What a fuss." Mag glanced at the remaining lettuce leaves aside, picked up one, wrapped two roast beef cubes, and fed them into his mouth together. It was like eating a Korean Barbeque feeling.
After eating a whole plate of grass and two glasses of beer, the two of them fell drunk on the table. Although they were already in a drunken dream, they still had a conversation but did not have a conversation.
"With this amount of alcohol, don't talk about being drunk forever. Isn't this sending yourself to a different bed?" Mag put down the wine glass and walked out of the kitchen. Looking at the two drunk women, he felt helpless. Said to himself.
He carried Irina back to the room and put her on the bed. Then Mag went downstairs and looked at Camilla who was still lying on the table. It was not good to throw her out so late. She would be picked up later and she didn’t know what would happen. What, but if you stay...
Mag carried her upstairs, made a bunk on the floor of the master bedroom, and put her directly on the ground.
The logic of survival is simple. No matter which room he puts Camilla in, he may do evil things to her while she is drunk.
But if you put it in Irina's room, that's no problem.
I believe Irina will not believe that he has the courage to do anything under her eyes.
Mag just put Camilla down and was about to go downstairs to tidy up, but her arm was suddenly grabbed. At the same time, Camilla's muttering sounded: "I don't want to marry that loser Nok. I might as well marry him." If you marry that wretched boss, even if he is not good at it, at least he can cook delicious food."
Mag: "???"
Why can't he?
Looking at Camilla who was sleeping in a daze, Mag withdrew his hand and went downstairs inexplicably.
This was really a great humiliation for him. If he wasn't being watched by Heaven, he would have to prove whether he could do it today.
"Haha, you have no guts." The system mocked online.
