Chapter 716： Get on the bus, Princess Royal Highness

The carriage seemed to hit something, and suddenly stopped. Meg reached out and grabbed Amy. Some of them watched the direction of the curtain and listened to the sound of the driver who had been knocked down. I am afraid that the person coming is not good.

"This voice?" Krassu frowned slightly.

Amy was stunned by McGonagall. The ugly duckling that had been squatting on the seat was left unattended. He was dragged from the chair by inertia and then rolled out of the curtain.

"Is sister Irina!"

Amy heard the sound and was a pleasant surprise, and opened the curtain.

"Irina?" McGonagall looked in the direction of the curtain.

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

The warm sunshine of autumn fell on her body, as if she had put a layer of gold yarn on her.

The long silver hair was scattered at the back, and was slightly raised by the autumn wind, like a fairy who had just come from heaven.

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

It was like the first snow in the winter, the touch of the tip that had just broken the ground, and a drop of dew on the petals of the flower, which made McGonagall suddenly have a trepidation.

"Is this the feeling of heart?" McGonagall raised his eyebrows. Alex's memory did not fluctuate in any way, nor did he have any influence on him. This is the first time this beautiful elf entered his world.

It is like a spring breeze, blowing a river of spring water.

"It's all fat into a ball. If you stew it, you should have a pot?" Irina stared at the ugly duckling for a while and thought about it.

Amy shook her head in a hurry and said with a serious look: "No, no, I can't stew now. Irina sister, the ugly duckling will become a white swan in the future. I listen to my father and say that roast goose is super delicious!"

Irina looked at the ugly duckling and some doubted: "Is this the same? Can the ball grow into a white swan? Is the roast goose really delicious?"

"Yeah, yeah, my father said that the little girl who sold the match forgot to go home to eat the roast goose. As a result, she starved to death outside the roast goose shop. The roast goose must be very very delicious." Amy pointed Head.

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

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

"Hey~" The ugly duckling shrunk his head, and he yelled twice, why should he bear this pressure at a young age.

McGonagall, no need to question, this must be a mother, even the brain circuit is exactly the same.

"Little Irina, it turned out to be you, I said how this sound is so familiar." Krassu smiled and squeezed his eyes at Irina. "Just in the Master Tower is your Brent." Dead fat man?"

"Yeah, white-bearded old man, I haven't seen you for a long time." Irina gave a point to Krassu and held her fist. "The dead fat man, I saw it once, I went to Luodu today, first hit him." Let me be happy."

"I also feel that the fat man is particularly relieved. The slap in the morning went out and the body and mind were comfortable." Krassu nodded deeply, and some doubts: "How do you know little Amy?" Ah?"

"Little Amy..." Irina's eyes lit up, her name was Amy, her little name was Xiaomi, her silver hair and blue eyes. Isn't this all just a coincidence?

"This..." McGonagall looked at Irina, and there were countless ways to cope with it, but I couldn't find a perfect solution.

Amy still remembers her mother. What kind of thoughts Irina had about Amy? I don’t have to think about it. He can’t really eat it and let them regret it.

Irina looked up at Meg, and the blue eyes were like the one who had the light shining and wanted to find his own thoughts from his body.

This man with two splayed characters, looks pretty handsome, can be completely different from Alex's appearance, even if it is the same black eyes, can not see the shadow of Alex.

Alex's eyes are not like this, and the eyes are not deceiving, it is the window of the soul.

The only thing that can be considered similar is height, but Alex is more robust.

"Is he Alex? Or does he say he has completely hidden himself in order to hide his identity?" Irina’s heart flashed through countless problems, and some difficult eyes removed, watching Krasu The face was relaxed: "I and Xiaomi are not acquainted with each other. When I hit the dead fat man, Xiaomi also helped."

Amy nodded her head and said happily: "Yes, yes! Master Krassu, you see, I used a chair to shoot people, but I didn't learn from you. I learned from Irina."

"However, sister Irina, did you stun our driver with a chair?" Amy glanced at the driver lying on the ground, and the broken wood chips in the place, asked a little puzzled.

"This... I thought him a little too much." Irina looked at the driver, and some embarrassed spit a little tongue, quite playful.

"We are going to Renhe Food Street, but the driver is gone, what should I do now?" Amyton was a little sad.

Irina’s eyes lit up. “Food street, I want to go, but now I need someone to drive.”

Then, everyone's eyes fell on the body of McGonagall.

Irina looked at McGonagall and thought of the scene when she met Alex for the first time. She slammed her face and said, "I am the Elf Princess Irina. Now, I am calling you as my driver, take us. Go to Renhe Food Street."

"Although I want to reject this order, why do I have a feeling of pleasure?" McGonagall’s mood is suddenly complicated, and he feels that he is inexplicably familiar. Is it that he is actually a queen? Or is it a shake m?

"It's not right! It mustn't be like this! How can it be a s... ah!" McGonagall took out the strange thoughts in his head and said, "I am a chef, not a driver."

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

"How come, my father's car is rushing, Irina is going to get on the bus." Amy didn't wait for Meg to talk, and Amy had already grabbed the words, then gently touched his elbow. McGon's arm, mingled into his ear, whispered: "Father, you will not like Miss Sister."

"..."

McGonagall watched Amy open his mouth and was speechless.

"Get on the bus, Princess Royal Highness." McGonagall got out of the car with a little helplessness, watching Irina say.