Chapter 1613： Angela sister, how come you come to the city of chaos?

"Yeah." McGonagall picked up slightly, but the tone was very calm and promised.

"Is that kind of crayfish that is both numb and spicy, and then oversized?" Angela asked, because the enchantment was ineffective against Meg, so she could only use words to ask questions.

"Yeah." McGonagall responded again, glanced at Angela with the corner of his eye. The succubus lady would not see anything, right?

After receiving the confirmation from McGonagall, Angela sighed with some disappointment and muttered: "Oh, although you will do it, it is certainly not as good as the one in the shell island."

McGonagall didn't answer, and this is not what he said.

"Do you know him? The man who sells crayfish in the shell island? It is the one whose wife is particularly beautiful." Angela asked McGonagall.

"I don't know." McGonagall shook his head and glanced at Angela. Is this guy thinking about the shrimp he made, or is he remembering his wife?

"His wife is really beautiful, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." Angela sighed and looked a little pity.

"Girl, if you are hungry now, you can go and see. There are several good restaurants over there, the taste is not worse than ours." Maggie smiled and recommended, he regretted letting her sit down and have tea. .

"Oh, I am not hungry, I like your restaurant." Angela shook her head and stared at Meg's eyes. The narrow and long phoenix eyes were slightly picked up, with a bit of curiosity: "Do you feel nothing about me?" Everyone wants to stay with me, looking forward to something happening with me, but you want to drive me away?"

"I didn't feel it." McGonagall shook his head honestly. He had already jumped out of the low-level desire zone and was not tempted by the sigh of a strange woman.

"It doesn't matter, I am very interested in your restaurant." Angela is looking at the restaurant without looking at it. In the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass, it is a refined restaurant that people want to sit in.

"With you." Meg was too lazy to care about her, drinking tea from her hand and getting up and starting to pick up the tea set.

"You don't sit down and accompany me to have tea?" Angela looked at the tea set, and asked McGonagall, who was going to the lounge chair.

"I am going to do the pre-business preparations, and I will not accompany them." McGonagall did not return.

"Then can I go in and sit down?" Angela got up and looked forward to it.

"No." McGonagall's voice did not have a trace of negotiable tone, like the door that was decided to close.

"This guy..." Angela looked at the door closed in front of her and raised her eyebrows. "It's quite personal."

There is never a male like this to her, this guy is the first... wrong, it is the second one.

"Well, at least give me a cup, indicating that he is not completely ruthless." Angela held the pottery cup in her hand and smiled and shouted.

When the two passing men saw this scene, they couldn’t help but look at their eyes until they both hit the big tree and they came back.

"Oh, man."

Angela glanced at the two men who had climbed up from the ground and licked their mouths. The charm of the old lady was still unstoppable.

“It’s not a special trip to find me, but I heard the crayfish’s reputation. Since he knows that the lobster pavilion in Shell Island is gone, it means she should come back to find them and persevere to find the city of chaos.” McGonlowed down the lounge chair and watched Angela sitting outside the door in thought.

He didn't know much about her, but the accident was that Irina looked good to her.

A succubus, even at the age of eight, is so talented and powerful.

"Irina seems to be more in contact with her, how to deal with it, or let her decide." McGonagall quickly convinced himself to start a series of preparations for the noon business.

Felice and Mia came to the restaurant one after another.

"There is a very beautiful and fascinating Miss Sister outside, although there are reasons for racial talent, but I am the first time I see this beautiful Miss Sex Demon sister." Yabei Mia entered the door, and some were surprised.

"Yeah, she doesn't look old, but she exudes a charm that makes people unable to look away." Rena nodded, with a hint of envy, she felt like she was filled with the man's breath, staying The kitchen is also like a professional cook, not a cook.

"Hey, isn't it a little longer?" Barbara snorted and glanced at his flat airport, and was a little discouraged.

"A rare eight-level succubus, talent is great," Elizabeth commented.

The people were eager to discuss the beautiful and powerful succubus at the door. Jane came to the kitchen with some surprises and some worries. Looking at the McGee whisper of the tofu: "The boss, when in the shell island, The Angela who stayed in the store for two days is now outside the door."

"Well, I saw it, and I still had a cup of tea with her." Maggie nodded with a smile.

“Well?” Jane stunned. Before coming to the city of chaos, McGonagall repeatedly told her that she could not tell others about what happened in the shell island, but now this Miss Angela came to the city of chaos and might recognize it. Out of them, and then shaking things happening on the shell island, McGonagall is not worried at all?

"When she came in, did she see you?" McGonagall asked Jane.

"Should... see it." Jane nodded, because she was too surprised, so she couldn't help but see Angela's eyes. When the eyes of the two were on, she also saw Angela revealing surprise. .

"This is the case..." McGonagall indulged himself, but he forgot about it, but he still couldn’t avoid the need for in-depth communication with Angela.

“Need to destroy the mouth?” Jane asked quietly.

"This is not the case." McGonagall looked at the tangled smile and shook his head, thinking a little, saying: "You don't have to worry about this, I will deal with it."

"Yeah." Jane nodded, and did not ask much, anyway, the boss and the boss can solve anything, do not need her to worry.

"The girl who had a little golden horn on her head, how do I feel a little familiar?" Angela, who had stood up from the stool, and lined up in the team, looked at the doorway.

Confirmed the eyes, the other party should have seen themselves.

“Who is it?” Angela felt that the girl looked very familiar and could not determine her specific identity for a while.

"Sister Angela, how come you come to the city of chaos?" Just then, a soft voice sounded beside him.