Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

"This may be a fake ugly duckling..." McGonagall looked at the little orange cat yelling at Amy, his expression a little weird.

How does this explain him? Oviparous cat? Darwin’s coffin board is afraid of being overwhelmed.

However, after thinking about it, maybe in this world, after the natural selection, the oviparous cat defeated the viviparous cat, and it is not impossible to become a mainstream. After all, this is a different world.

Ten orange cats are nine fat, and one is crushed.

In the past, he had a dog and a cat. The cat was an overweight orange cat.

Looking at the cute orange cat who had just opened half of his eyes and slapped the size, McGonagall couldn't help but want to get started. It is a pleasant thing to **** the cat.

"But it comes out of the ugly duckling's egg? This egg is not wrong, it must be an ugly duckling." Amy nodded and looked at the little orange cat and was a bit disgusted: "But you really It’s so ugly, I have two more legs, I can’t swim, and I’ll call you an ugly duckling in the future.”

"Maybe we can give it another name, such as orange, orange, orange, etc." McGonagall tried to negotiate, giving the orange cat a name as an ugly duckling, which is too difficult for others.

"No, father, it is really an ugly duckling, can't just change the name of the family." Amy looked at Meg and shook his head seriously.

“喵~” The little orange cat still in the eggshell shook his head and seemed to want to express that he did not like the name.

"Well, I know that you also like this name very much, right?" Amy smiled and nodded. She reached out and took off the eggshell on the head of the little orange cat. It was a small face and a serious look: " Ugly duckling, I have to promise you when I call you. I will be good to you from today until I grow up and become a white swan."

After that, Amy couldn't help but swallow.

"喵~~" The little orange cat immediately smashed, and a small head opened his mouth and screamed.

"Ugly ducklings are ugly ducklings..." McGonagall looked at the little orange cat with a pitiful look. Probably in Amy's eyes, most of the eggs that were born from the eggs were ugly ducklings. And this is Amy's pet, and of course what is called is made by herself.

However, this little guy can't raise a white swan. Amy's desire to raise a reserve grain is afraid of losing.

In fact, McGonagall also seriously suspected that this is not a normal orange cat. After all, the drug collector found it on the cliff that needed to climb on the rope in the wild, and did not see the long wings behind it.

I don't know what it will look like when he grows up. McGonagall suddenly finds a sly cat in his head, and he shakes his head and smashes it out. It's best not to get fat into the ball.

This little guy now looks no different from the orange cat's little milk cat. I don't know if it is an oviparous reason. It looks like a little one or two weeks old baby cat, sticking out two small white paws to the egg. At the edge of the shell, I want to climb outside.

However, it was too small and not strong enough. After pulling for a long time, I didn't climb out. I had to look at Amy with sapphire eyes and screamed twice, like a child asking for help. It seems that I have already started to rely on Amy.

"I really can't help you." Amy's mouth was disgusted, but the little hand had already extended and planned to grab it.

"Wait a minute, wipe it clean first," McGonagall said quickly. He got up and took a clean towel to help Amy get the little guy out of the eggshell. After wiping it, the towel was left. A small head was exposed and looked at Meg and Amy innocently.

"Father, I feel like this is delicious." Amy looked at the little orange cat that was rolled up, and her eyes lit up.

"Like a cat roll." McGonagall also wanted to laugh a little, and the two little guys were too cute.

"Hey! Hey!" The little orange cat that was quietly squatting was not calm, and he screamed twice and struggled to climb out.

"Ugly duckling, hey, I won't eat you now, hey, don't be afraid." Amy reached out and touched the head of the little orange cat, smiling.

The kitten, which was a little anxious, was immediately relieved, and it fell asleep.

"Let it sleep, we have to prepare something for it to eat." McGonagall looked at Amy and said with a smile. It seemed that it took a lot of effort to get out of it, and it was time to get hungry.

"The ugly duckling is really a small lazy worm. When you touch it, he falls asleep." Amy looked back and took a hand and looked at McGonagall. "What does it have to eat? Can rainbow fried rice be?"

"No, the newborn baby... The ugly duckling can't eat rainbow fried rice. If you want to eat goat's milk or milk, let's go out and buy some milk for it." McGonagall shook his head, and that orange cat was also He has grown up from a small milk cat, so he is very experienced.

"System, do you have a bottle to sell?" McGonagall remembered, asking in his heart:

"This system does not provide baby products." The system answered seriously.

"My cash is not much, you can offer the best price. This little guy can slap his own plate for a few more days. I can buy it or not." McGonagall said.

"One high-grade bottle, one pet collar, only 5 gold coins!" A glowing message drifted from the front of Meg.

"If you send two collars, you need one." McGonagall thought.

"Senior bottle, two pet collars have been delivered to the counter first, please check the host." The sound of the system sounded, and then disappeared immediately.

When McGonagall opened the cabinet door, a brand new bottle and two cute bibs were in place, and it was just right for feeding.

As for why not buy milk from the system, the food system outside the recipe is not sold or two, even if the sale is estimated to be very expensive, it is not allowed to raise the dairy cows raised in a holy place.

Now that he has not much gold coins left, he is still prepared to save money to buy physical fitness. Naturally, he can't just waste money.

"Okay." Amy nodded after listening to McGonagall. She carefully put the ugly duckling in the basket, gently covered the quilt, got up and took McGonagall’s hand and walked out for a few steps, and looked back with some worry. In the direction of the small basket, "But father, if the ugly duckling wakes up when we go out, will it be scared? It feels like I regard it as its mother."

"It shouldn't be so quick to wake up." McGonagall shook his head with a smile and went out to buy a milk. It didn't take much time, but Amy was still very intelligent. She knew that the ugly duckling who saw her at first sight had already regarded her as her. The most trusted person.

And although the mouth is disgusting, but I can see the first pet Amy, in fact, I still like this little guy.

"Well, then let's go out a little, then come back soon." Amy nodded and took Meg's hand and walked toward the door.