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The carriage seemed to hit something, and stopped suddenly. Mag stretched out his arms to hug Amy, and looked in the direction of the curtain with some vigilance. Hearing the sound that the driver had been knocked down, I am afraid that the person who came was not good. Bookmark this site┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛

"This voice?" Crassus frowned slightly.

Amy was hugged by Mag, and the ugly duckling who was lying on the seat was left alone, and was thrown from the chair by inertia, and then rolled out of the car curtain.

"It's sister Irina!"

Amy cried out in surprise when she heard the voice, and opened the car curtain.

"Irina?" Mag looked in the direction of the car curtain.

An elf in a white dress stood in front of the carriage, pinched the shivering ugly duckling shrunk into a ball with two fingers, and looked at it in front of his eyes, his delicate and beautiful face was full of curiosity.

The warm autumn sun fell on her body, as if covering her with a layer of golden gauze.

Her long silver hair was loosely scattered behind her back, lifted slightly by the autumn wind, like a fairy who just came down from the sky.

Above the eyebrows, a little golden crescent moon added a bit of holiness.

It was like the first flake of snow in winter, the tender tip that just broke through the ground, or a drop of dew on the petals of a hundred flowers, which made Mag's heart tremble suddenly.

"Is this the feeling of heartbeat?" Mag raised his eyebrows slightly. Alex's memory did not fluctuate at all, nor did it affect him in any way. This was the first time this beautiful elf entered his world.

Like a ray of spring breeze, it wrinkled a river of spring water.

"It's all fat into a ball. If it's stewed, there should be a pot, right?" Irina stared at the ugly duckling for a while, thinking seriously.

Amy shook her head quickly, and said seriously: "No, no, you can't stew it now, sister Irina, the ugly duckling will become a white swan in the future, I heard from my father that the roast goose is super delicious!"

Irina looked at the ugly duckling and asked with some doubts: "Is it like this? This ball can grow into a white swan? Roast goose is really delicious?"

"Yes, yes, my father said that the little match girl forgot to go home to eat to watch the roast goose, and ended up starving to death outside the roast goose shop. The roast goose must be very, very delicious." Amy nodded Headway.

Irina nodded thoughtfully, "That's it, then let's raise it again."

"Yeah." Amy took the ugly duckling back from Irina's hand and held it in her arms.

"Meow meow~" The ugly duckling shrank its head and yelled twice in aggrieved way, why should it bear such pressure at such a young age.

Mag hid her face, there was no need to question it, this must be her real mother, even the brain circuit was exactly the same.

"Little Irina, it's really you. I said why does this voice sound so familiar." Crassus smiled and winked at Irina, "Just now in the Mage Tower, you beat Brent. Fatty, huh?"

"Yeah, old man with white beard, long time no see." Irina nodded at Crassus, clenched her fists and said, "That fat man, I beat him once when I see him. When we arrive in Luodu today, come and beat him first." Make yourself happy."

"I also think that slapping that fat man is very relieved. The slap this morning made me feel better physically and mentally." Crassus nodded approvingly, and then asked with some doubts: "However, how do you know little Amy?" yes?"

"Little Amy..." Irina's eyes lit up. Her name is Amy, and her nickname is Xiaomi. She has silver hair and blue eyes. Is it really just a coincidence?

"This..." Mag looked at Irina, and countless countermeasures flashed through his mind, but he couldn't find a perfect solution.

Amy still misses her mother, so how much Irina misses Amy, you can guess without thinking too much, he really can't eat it and let them miss it regrettably.

Irina raised her eyes to look at Mag, and there seemed to be light shining in her blue eyes, trying to find the appearance of the person she was thinking about day and night from him.

This man with two mustaches looks handsome, but it's completely different from Alex's. Even with those same black eyes, he can't see the slightest shadow of Alex.

Alex's eyes weren't like that, and eyes don't lie, they're the windows to the soul.

The only similarity is height, but Alex is a bit more muscular.

"Is he really Alex? Or in order to hide his identity, he has completely hidden himself?" Countless questions flashed in Irina's mind, she looked away with some difficulty, and looked at Crassus. With a relaxed face, he said: "Xiaomi and I don't know each other. When I beat that fat man just now, Xiaomi also helped."

Amy nodded and said happily: "Yes, yes! Master Crassus, you see, I didn't learn from you to slap people with a chair, but from sister Irina."

"However, Sister Irina, did you knock our coachman unconscious with a chair?" Amy asked a little puzzled after glancing at the coachman lying on the ground and the sawdust on the ground.

"This... I think too much about him." Irina glanced at the coachman, and stuck out her little tongue in embarrassment, quite playfully.

"We're going to Renhe Food Street, but the driver is gone, so what should we do now?" Amy suddenly asked worriedly.

Irina's eyes lit up, "Food Street, I want to go too, but now I need someone to drive the car."

Then, everyone's eyes fell on Mag.

Irina looked at Mag, thinking of the scene when she first met Alex, and ordered with a straight face: "I am Irina, the elf princess, now, I order you to be my coachman, take us Go to Renhe Food Street."

"Although I want to refuse this order, why do I feel happy?" Mag's mood suddenly became complicated, and he felt that these words were inexplicably familiar. Could it be that he is actually a queen control? Or a shaking M?

"No, no! It must not be like this! It must be an S... ah!" Mag threw out the strange thoughts in his mind, and said helplessly, "I'm a cook, not a driver."

"Then you are not willing to drive for me?" Irina looked into Mag's eyes.

"How could it be? Father's car is fast enough. Sister Irina, get in the car." Before Mag could speak, Amy had already snatched the conversation, and then lightly touched her with her elbow. Mag put his arm close to his ear and whispered, "My lord father, you won't be liked by Miss Sister if you look like this."

"..."

Mag watched Amy open her mouth, but was speechless.

"Get in the car, Your Royal Highness." Mag got up helplessly and got out of the car, looking at Irina and said.