Mag had a good dream.
There is everything in the dream.
Then, the alarm clock rang.
Reaching out to turn off the alarm clock, Mag glanced at the beauty who was still sleeping peacefully in her arms, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.
"Hmph, I knew that my father must have slept with his mother in his arms instead of Xiaomi." A soft and waxy voice sounded beside the bed.
Mag turned around stiffly and looked at Amy, who was standing beside the bed with her arms crossed and an aggrieved look on her face. She smiled slightly awkwardly and said, "Xiaomi, listen to my explanation. Last night, We both drank too much and then..."
"I don't listen! I don't listen!"
(`へ??*)ノ
"Anyway...anyway...if there are not two strawberry ice creams, the baby will not be happy."
Amy twisted her face and said a little arrogantly.
"Oh...then in order to compensate my little princess, my father has no choice but to cook a delicious breakfast for my little princess." Mag gently took out his slightly numb hand, got up, and tucked the corners of the quilt smoothly. He took a clean chef's uniform, squatted down, pinched Amy's nose, and said with a smile: "Come on, kiss daddy."
"If you want to kiss, you have to add an ice cream." Amy secretly glanced at Mag and said with a proud face.
"Okay, I'll give it to you, but you can only eat ice cream at noon and evening." Mag nodded with a smile.
"mua——" Amy hugged Mag's neck and kissed his cheek, and said happily: "Three ice creams!"
"Okay, three, whatever flavor you want." Mag smiled contentedly and rubbed the stupid hair on top of Amy's head, got up and walked out the door to go to the bathroom to change clothes.
last night……
Perhaps they underestimated the power of mixing rum and red wine, and they all got drunk.
Then... probably nothing happened.
Even though they were lying on the same bed, they didn't appear disheveled.
However, he didn't know how he changed into his pajamas.
"Drinking will ruin things... Drinking will ruin things..." Mag mumbled with some regret while brushing his teeth.
"Mother, are you awake?" Amy asked softly as she lay beside the bed, looking at Irina who looked like a sleeping beauty.
Irina opened her eyes, looking at Amy with a smile on her clear blue eyes, and said with a smile: "How does Xiaomi know that I'm awake?"
"I just saw you smiling." Amy said with a smile, took off her shoes, got into the bed, consciously got into Irina's arms, and closed her eyes comfortably, "I put your father in bed Drive away, now this place belongs to me, I want to sleep in my cage."
Irina hugged Amy, her smile became more loving, but she still smiled and said: "Don't you like your father more?"
"Who said that? I like both of them very much." Amy shook her head, then reached out and touched Irina's belly, looking forward to it: "Will you give birth to a little sister for me to play with?"
"Little sister?" Irina stiffened slightly and said with a slightly weird expression: "Xiaomi wants a little sister?"
"Yeah, I like my little sister very much." Amy nodded her head and said with some regret: "Palmer's little sister Chris is super cute, but she is someone else's little sister, so it's not convenient to play with."
"How can we say play? We should say let's play together." Irina couldn't help laughing.
"If having a little sister is not for fun, then what's the point?" Amy wondered.
"Why do these words... feel a bit familiar?" Irina thought for a while, as if she had said similar words when she was pregnant with Amy.
"For example, dress her up as a beautiful little princess, take her to fight bad guys, teach her to play with fire... Anyway, if you have a little sister, it will be super fun." Amy looked at Irina expectantly.
Seeing the little guy's expectant expression and pure eyes, Irina found it hard to refuse.
But that guy was just a piece of wood. He got her drunk last night and she was really drunk all night. Even if she wanted to give birth to a little sister for Amy, it was not something she could accomplish alone.
Moreover, now that everything is coming together, enemies are all over the world, and even evil gods are looking at her, she does not dare to let herself be pregnant for three years and enter a period of weakness again.
"If Xiaomi wants a little sister, then you need to wait for a while. When your mother's belly gradually gets bigger, you will have a little sister." Irina looked at Amy with a smile and said.
"Is your belly getting bigger?" Amy touched Irina's flat belly, pressed it against her, and whispered: "Little sister, grow up quickly, my sister is waiting for you outside."
"Gululu~"
"Hey! Mother, listen! She is responding to me!" Amy's eyes lit up and she said in surprise.
"Uh...yes..."
…
It was just dawn, and there was already a long line of people waiting in front of Maimi's restaurant, most of whom were middle-aged men.
"Drinking is a favorite of many men. Some people can exchange glasses in a high-end restaurant, or they can have a drunken dinner party with wine from a small wine shop.
With a bit of hazy drunkenness, the world becomes a bit gentler and more lovely when you look at it. "A drunken middle-aged man talked eloquently.
"Come on, Madam said, if you don't go back today, you won't have to go back in the future." The boy beside him said helplessly as he supported his body that was about to fall.
"Who are you scaring, mother-in-law? Who is the head of this family! I am a dignified man, I..."
"Sir, your wife is the head of the family," the boy reminded.
"I...I...I'll go back right now." The man shook off the boy's hand and walked lightly toward the carriage. After walking a few steps quickly, he looked back at his companion and said, "Hey, help me taste it. Let’s try to see if it’s really the handiwork of Master Lao Sim, and ask the boss to leave a bottle for me.”
"Okay, you go back quickly, or you won't even have the money for the drinks next time you come out." His companion smiled, looked at his retreating back, and said leisurely: "If it is really the handiwork of Old Sim, then there is still one left. I got it for you..."
Fifteen years of aging! Old Sim rum! 1,000 copper coins a cup!
This news completely exploded in the niche circle of Chaos City Rum last night.
People who understand, the way of nature, what this means.
This is someone doing charity on the roadside with extremely precious works of art!
Aged wine that is more than fifteen years old is only supplied to the chiefs and a few nobles in the Fake tribe. It is very rare to be able to flow out, and the probability of it flowing into the city of chaos is even more pitiful.
But this time, someone actually sold the fifteen-year-old rum brewed by Master Lao Sim in the restaurant, and it was recognized by several well-known drinking friends in the circle.
That's why there are these middle-aged men queuing up in front of the restaurant early in the morning to buy drinks.
"I heard that this Maimi restaurant has a lot of rules. It only sells breakfast in the morning. I don't know if we can buy wine this morning."
"We have been waiting in line for so long. If he opens a store to do business, there is no reason not to sell it. Wouldn't it damage his own brand?"
"Yeah, fifteen-year-old rum. Maybe it won't be available next time I come here. I have to ask him to sell us a glass of it this morning."
Everyone was talking at the door of the restaurant.
